The Consequence

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Fifteen

December 2003

Word got round pretty quickly that Megan and I were dating. It may have happened slower had I not announced it to the whole of my history class in happiness. It was also to show everyone that I was actually dating her as well. It wasn't a warning or anything but when some of the boy' faces dropped I couldn't help but smirk.

I was meeting her early at seven to give her the money and to pick up my alcohol. It was also to walk her to the party.

I was on my way now but I had fifteen minutes to kill because I set off early in excitement. I was wearing my joggers, new trainers and my polo shirt. I even borrowed my granddad's aftershave which smelled surprisingly good.

My grandma noticed my change in mood straight away but I didn't tell her. I didn't want her to know I had a girlfriend because then she would tease me. It was best she didn't know for now.

I climbed on top of the electricity bin thing at the end of the street and sat down. I wasn't turning up early because then I would look too eager and I didn't want to come across as some love-sick puppy. I enjoyed Megan's company and I have never been this happy but I wasn't going to become needy.

Swinging my legs I started to count the seconds in my head. Sixty seconds x fifteen minutes meant nine hundred seconds. I could get to that.

I was at four hundred and seventy-six when I saw her walking up the street with an older girl. I felt stuck as she strolled towards me. Would she think I was weird waiting at the end of the street? Would she think I was a loser? Oh fuck.

She finally glanced in my direction and I met her eye sight. "Jamie? What are you doing here?"

I slid off the box, "I set off a bit earlier so I was just waiting." I shrugged. Please don't think I was being eager and coming on too strong! My heartbeat had started to beat in my chest faster as she stood in front of me.

Eventually she laughed, "Silly. Come with us, you can wait in my house. I'm not even ready yet. I didn't realise the time." She explained.

I let out a long, breath in relief and followed her and her cousin down the street. "Will I be okay in your house?"

Her eyebrows furrowed together. "Why would you not?"

I gulped. "Because I'm a boy?"

She laughed again. God I loved it when she laughed. It was so infectious. Even her cousin began to laugh with her. "Don't worry about that. I used to have Cameron round all the time. You've just got to stay in the living room."

Okay, no pressure then. I wonder if her parents liked Cameron? I couldn't imagine they would. He was so arrogant. "Oh, okay then."

I followed them into her semi-detached house. She didn't have a front garden, just stone slabs put down with some potted flowers under the windowsill. It wasn't a large house, with one bedroom upstairs and one window underneath. It was only her sisters and her parents though so they didn't need the large house.

They carried the bag full of alcohol into the house with them. I couldn't help but gape. Weren't they going to get caught? What the bloody hell?

A strong smell of Indian hit me straight in the face as I wandered into the living room behind Megan. Please don't let her dad be there! I couldn't stand it if he was! How awkward would it be? I had been thrown off guard and if I was being honest I didn't like it.