I took a deep breath and turned. Amelia was standing there, looking so hot in her dark hipster jeans, black shirt and jacket. I tried to say something but all my words were caught in my throat, so I just stood there and stared. Like the infinitely cool person that I was, not

Sorry, I saw you leaving. Is your friend ok? she asked, taking a couple of hesitant steps towards me, noticing my discomfort.

Yeah, shell be fine, I just need to get her home.

A flicker of something passed over Amelias face but it was gone before I could work out what it was.

Oh, ok Ill get a taxi for her. Where does she live?

That’s ok she lives with me, we can walk home its not that far. And to be honest I think she needs the walk to sober her up.

Hey Im drunk, not invisible. Lizzie grumbled, sitting up to see if the world had stopped spinning.

Amelia laughed softly to herself, smiling that smile which made my tummy flip flop. I had to get away from her before a thought came into my head that was even more wrong than the ones I was already having.

Liz, you all right to start walking? I asked my friend, pleading with my eyes at her.

Give me a couple more minutes.

*****, in a couple more minutes I might turn into a *****! Why, why does this have to happen to me! Why couldn’t I have met a nice, sweet guy and married too early and be pregnant with one of three children to take my mind off how boring my life was, like every other woman my age!

Does she want any water or anything?

I straightened up, I wondered if I was coming across as uncomfortable as I felt.

No, shes…

Yeah a water would be great thanks. Lizzie butted in, obviously feeling a lot better as she turned round at the offer and smiled at Amelia.

Woah, youre really pretty. she breathed, engaging mouth before brain.