Chapter 16

Chapter 16

'Sing to us' whippet said turning up the radio in the car 'what!?' 'Well...that's what you're going to be doing tomorrow night but to more people' he turned to look at me, it hadn't clicked what the party actually was, if he wanted me to sing, did that mean it was karaoke? If I couldn't sing infront of whippet I wouldn't be able to sing infront of anyone...he turned up the radio....Pink's song *just give me a reason* came on... I began to sing at the same loudness that the music was at, Whip began to turn it down, the music got quieter..so did I! 'The idea is I turn it down so I can hear you' he laughed 'guess I have to build up confidence' I smiled nervously, he pulled up to our house 'mind if I go and get my stuff now from Chappo's?' 'No go ahead' I smiled and waved him off.

I went up the stairs unlocked the door and shut it behind me.

After I had a shower I put a pair of small slipper type socks on, my hair had dried into a messy look but it looked good, i chucked a pair of black shorts i had on and a black vest top, yes my wardrobe was full of them, you couldn't really wear much else because of the heat. I found my iPad and put on my Shania Twain playlist...'man I feel like a woman' came on i turned up the volume full blast, not caring who heard, everyone needed to let their hair down at some point! Some people have a drink, or party but me...I dance around like a complete lunatic.

I grabbed a hair brush and sang my heart out, what?! I needed as much practise as possible AND I was home alone and fancied having a little dancing/singing sesh. I slid from one side of the room to the other whipping my hair around and shaking my arse to the tune, holding the brush like a microphone. Pulling the most ridiculous poses and dances, the kind of dances that drunk uncles do at a wedding, but I didn't care. I was having tons of fun.

After hours of dancing about and singing my heart out, my favourite song came on of hers 'Shoes' I ran and got my heels!it was a needs must for that song. I began to sing "men, have you ever tried to figure them out? HA me too but I ain't got no clue how about you?' I swayed my hips and danced about the room, I got to the chorus 'It's amazing what a little polish will do...Men are like shoes...' For any country bumpkin out there who enjoyed listening to Shania...that song is good, I was a country girl at heart. And if you're not into country...you're missing out!!

I didn't hear the door go, and I didn't hear him laughing at me, as the song ended I stood in a pose with my arms in the air and my head threw back. I was knackered. I heard clapping come from behind me, whippet was stood there, I suppose I should be grateful it wasn't anyone else... 'That was brilliant' I took a bow breathlessly, 'so you can sing...you have to sing that tomorrow night'...'and wear those heels, they make your legs look like they go on forever' He smirked, 'hmmmm' I said trying to get my breath back, the tan that I had gained fair enough had given me a bit of confidence, and who doesn't look good with a decent tan?

I looked behind whip and he had 2 large suitcases I helped him carry one up the stairs well...i tried to, if was bloody heavy what e had in there to weigh that much! And then I helped him unpack, took longer than we thought, when we finshed it was 11.45pm, we put his cases in the spare room and we both flopped back on the bed.

I rolled onto my side and placed my hand on his chest, he had removed his top, he'd got too hot whilst unpacking, again, wasn't complaining... I moved my fingers in circles around his chest, 'thanks...for everything' I smiled, he didn't answer me, I looked up and he had his eyes shut, asleep....again...I leant over him to turn the light off and kissed his chest softly...I took my top off it was so hot that night and I snuggled into his arm wrapping mine around him. He moved his arm so he was cuddling me, I fell asleep feeling so happy.