When Sparks Fly...Chapter 9

Hey! Okay, here are the responses to some questions, hope they answer them! Lol! Skip if you want everyone!

Samantha Brooke - What a good question, but no they aren't my real life experiences, or my friends or I really would be a troubled teenager with them all from all my own life, haha! They’re purely made up.
I write things that I'd love to happen to me i.e. I’m dreaming of meeting a quick witted curly haired guy, but anyone who doesn’t know that by now, you are blind! I went through a stage of wanting to be a wedding planner so that’s what I based Freya on. I’ve always wanted to go to New York so that was the basis for When You Have Everything…, some characters are like me and have my personality but mainly my stories are wishful thinking for the future. I like writing stuff I can't find elsewhere and hopefully stories people enjoy. Hope this answers your question!

SK-haha! Yes it really has become a part of me.
It’s a bit sad because you all know me as ‘Phoebe Gardens’ and not my real name, but that was my choice when I started here because no one knows I write and I didn’t want anyone to know, but if I ever leave the site or maybe in the distant future get published under my real name, (haha, funny but hopeful thought) I’ll tell you it. It’s not as pretty as ‘Phoebe Gardens’, but it’s the real me!
But my pseudo name is quite nice, I love the name Phoebe and my cat’s middle name is Phoebe! I was a Friends fan at a young age, so I wanted to name my cat Phoebe-but middle name it was, my mum wouldn't let me call her Phoebe! So I used that. And Gardens is close to me, so the name is really a mix of me but in disguise! Lol!
You do all address me as Phoebe, which I think is very cute; you kind of have to, lol, but it makes me smile when you go Phoebe or Pheebs or Ms Gardens! Makes my day! Sometimes because I write under Phoebe I don’t believe you are complimenting me, but her, it’s strange, but I have to remind myself I do sit down and do it all and I am Phoebe Gardens! Lol! If I told you my real name, I don’t think you’d all adjust to it, you’re all too used to using to Phoebe, but that's fine-it's a nice name I think! Do you like the name?

Rebby-oh good! I sway with marriage and I agree with Caesar that you don’t need it to prove love, but I’m a hopeless romantic who wants a dress and celebration and stuff, your views are exactly the same as mine. And you’re so welcome! I love your story!

Laura-Beth-I just wanted to say, I know you're from Australia, you commented on Vampire Wedding(-amazing story btw, go and check it out if you haven't already), and I love your accent, like beyond words love it! I am going to go to Australia one day to find my tousle-haired surfer with his accent and bring him home with me! Lol! But it saddens me you don't all say 'G'day mate' or my personal fav 'toss another shrimp on the barbie!' Lol! Just thought I'd share with you!

KL-you recently commented on Planning Nate's Wedding and I hope you're reading this because I just want to say how much that touched me. To go through that must be unbearable and the resemblance to the story is striking. I wish you all the luck and love in the world you find a decent man you will love you more than you know. My deepest sympathies to you. You are one brave woman.

Everyone else, thanks so much for commenting and feel free to ask away or just tell me how much you love Caesar, lol, because I love hearing from you, so please do! You're also so cute some of you saying you love the story and complimenting me-makes me smile immensely! Also, I'm glad I've made some of you laugh, don't know how but it's lovely to hear that you have enjoyed it enough to laugh!!!
Hope you enjoy this chapter...
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I arrive back home to the moans of Emily from her bedroom. Great. Can’t I have some peace in my own home now. Not what I need after arguing with Caesar.

‘Emily, I’m back so you better finish off.’

I then hear Emily cackle and say ‘Hayden, stop it!’

Five minutes later, Emily appears dressed hurriedly and smiles at me. Hayden then comes out behind her and looks a bit embarrassed. Yes, you should be.

‘Hey, you ok?’ She asks sitting next to me.

I breathe deeply and say ‘I need some chocolate.’

‘Why? What’s wrong?’

I go to the kitchen and say ‘Caesar just wants to piss me off.’

‘Why?’

‘Well we were getting on really well and then he kind of turned on me asking about Eddie.’

‘Maybe he’s worried about you.’

I take out the chocolate and sit on a stool in the kitchen and look at Emily as Hayden kisses her behind her ear and nibbles at her ear lobe. I wish a guy would do that to me. To make me feel the way Emily feels with Hayden. The way she lights up when I tell her Hayden’s on the phone. The way she looks so proud when Hayden gets a good grade. The way she always smiles when he's around. The way she teases him and he revels in it. The way she falls asleep in his arms and the way he always lets her win games and things. Little things that make you fall in love with another person.

I want love like that. I want to be loved so much and I know Eddie will never give that to me.

‘I need to get over him, don’t I?’ I say.

Emily then pulls away from Hayden and says ‘What did you say?’

‘I need to get over Eddie.’

Emily jumps up and down and runs over to me ‘Yes! Yes you do!’ She hugs me tightly and kisses my cheek then says ‘But now you’ve acknowledged you’re going to, it’ll be so much easier.’

‘It won’t be easy though.’ I tell her.

‘Hmm, no, but why don’t we spend the whole weekend working through it? Just me and you?’ She says with a positive look on her face.

‘Really?’ I say a little choked up.

She nods and Hayden laughs. Emily turns around fiercely and says ‘Oi. You should be supportive of Tor and lucky you have such a nice girlfriend who cares about people.’

Hayden then looks guilty and I grin at him as Emily looks at him with her ‘so what do you say’ face. Hayden then says ‘Sorry Tor and it’s great you’re getting over him and yes baby, I know I am extremely lucky to have such a nice girlfriend.’

Emily smiles and blows him a kiss.

‘I’ll leave you girlies to it.’ Hayden kisses Emily good bye and gives me a kiss on the cheek too before leaving.

‘Busy were you?’ I say.

Emily blushes then laughs ‘Well if you had a boyfriend, you’d do the same thing.’

I sigh and Emily says ‘Come on, let’s get Operation Over Eddie started.’

‘What will we do?’

‘Well we’re going to write down how you feel and tear them up. We’re going to think of the bad things he does by not listening to you and place them all over the flat. We’re going to celebrate sisterhood and what it is to be happy without men and we’re going to have a really good time ad show you, you don’t need Eddie. You’re better off without him, because sweetie, you’ve got a heart of gold and his is of stone if after one year he doesn’t notice you. Repeat after me EDDIE IS NOT WORTH IT!’

‘Oh I can’t.’

She stands on the sofa and says ‘EDDIE IS NOT WORTH IT! Come on, Tor.’

I join her on the sofa and chant along with her ‘EDDIE IS NOT WORTH IT! EDDIE IS NOT WORTH IT!’

‘LOVE FOOL NO MORE!’ She says.

‘LOVE FOOL NO MORE!’ I repeat laughing, but secretly proudly. I think by the end of this weekend, I might just get over Eddie.

And we spend the rest of the weekend destroying anything I felt for Eddie with harsh facts and realities.

On Sunday evening, as we celebrate our very successful weekend, Emily says ‘What made you decide to get over Eddie? It’s been over a year, so why then, why Friday?’

I eat a chip and think back to Friday night ‘Caesar was right. Everything he said was right. I needed to move on and I guess I am too good for him if he doesn’t realise me. It was just hard, you know, I fell for Eddie because he is the Prince Charming in the fairytales, but they don’t exist and he isn’t as perfect as I thought he was.’

Emily wraps her arms around me and says ‘I am so proud of you, Tor.’

I smile ‘I’m proud of me too.’

‘Oh and why were you home so late on Friday?’

‘I was cleaning Caesar’s flat.’

She grins ‘That’s getting pretty comfortable.’

‘Oh stop it, Em. I’m still annoyed with him.’

‘No you’re not. He’s made you see sense by pushing you so far that you realised what Eddie’s like. He’s only known you a few weeks and got you to do that and I’ve known you a year and couldn’t. He’s pretty special.’

The door bell then rings and Emily says ‘Did we invite anyone around?’

‘Don’t think so.’ I get up and get it, hoping it will only be Hayden, but I’m shocked when I see Caesar standing at my door. Oh God. Bad timing or what. I’m in my tiny night shorts and strappy top without a bra on. Oh God. This is very bad. I think I’ve died of humiliation right here and now. And he looks dressed up, well he looks a bit more presentable than myself, with jeans ripped in random places, with a simple T-shirt and jacket. What is he doing here?

Caesar looks at me and says ‘Hey, am I disturbing you?’

I cover my chest with my arms and Emily jumps up saying ‘No, no, come in.’

I look around and glare at her. Yes he bloody well is disturbing us!

She grins and takes Caesar’s hand to come in. I run into my bedroom and put a bra on as quickly as human possible and a sweatshirt, then rejoin them. Couldn’t he have rung?

‘What do you want?’ I ask.

‘Straight-talking, Tor.’ Em says rolling her eyes. ‘Anyway, you two probably want to talk so I’ll leave you to it. See you, Caesar.’

‘Bye Emily.’ He says cheerily.

What? NO! She can’t go. But she does. She practically skips off to her room and Caesar looks at my half eaten meal. ‘Were you eating?’

‘Yes, great timing.’

He smiles ‘Well carry on eating it.’

I walk back over to my breakfast bar and sit with my chips and pizza and he smiles ‘Reliving your childhood?’

‘Oh shut up, I’m sure you’d love some.’

‘Are you offering?’

I look at him and say ‘Do you want some then?’

‘Mm, yes please.’

‘Did you come over here for just dinner; you’re a scrounger if you did.’ I ask, taking a plate down and filling his plate up.

He smiles ‘No, I didn’t.’

‘Why are you here then?’

‘To see you.’ He says taking the plate.

‘You don’t say!’ I tease.

I sit back down and Caesar starts eating his chips before saying ‘I’m sorry I made you angry.’

‘I think you take pleasure in it.’

He takes a bite of his pizza and says ‘No I don’t. I just think someone should wake you up and see Eddie isn’t worth crying over.’

I look at him and smile ‘Well you did.’

‘What?’

‘Em and I have spent the whole weekend together to get over Eddie and I think I have. If he doesn’t like me in that way, he doesn’t like me in that way, someone else might. He isn’t as perfect as I thought and I think I do deserve better, I just didn’t realize that at the time. Without you insulting me like you did, I would never have got here.’

Caesar pauses before saying ‘So should I say you’re welcome or I’m sorry?’

‘Both.’

He smiles ‘You’re welcome and I’m sorry, but Chick, that is great to hear you say that. Now you can actually move on and have fun without thinking about Eddie.’

I eat another chip and look at Caesar as he eats his meal. ‘Where’s Mac tonight?’

‘Dunno. Out on the pull I think.’

‘Are you not joining him?’

‘Nah. I wanted to see you before tomorrow to apologise.’

‘Well apology accepted. I’m just waiting for the next time you piss me off.’

‘Oh, very soon.’ He grins.

After our meal, Caesar and I decide to watch some TV. He is showing no sign of leaving so I’m assuming he’s staying a while. I put some soap on and let it play in the back ground. Neither of us is really watching it.

‘You’ve got a nice flat.’ He comments.

‘Thanks, I hope yours stays clean.’

‘Me too. But you might have to drop by again soon and help us out.’

‘Oh, only if you treat me.’ I tease.

‘To what?’ He asks.

‘I was joking.’ I say rolling my eyes.

‘But what do you like being treated on? What’s your guilty pleasure?’

‘Oh, I don’t know. You tell me first.’

Caesar turns to face me on the sofa and we sit opposite each other, legs crossed as Caesar starts to tell me ‘Well I love my music and I love collecting old vinyls. There’s this amazing retro shop up in London where I get them from. I like to get a few new ones each month.’

‘That’s a nice hobby. You could display them and show off.’

He smiles ‘That’s a bit girly, but yes, I could. What about you? What’s your guilty pleasure?’

I smile ‘Shoes.’

‘Shoes?’

‘Mmm, shoes. You know the things you walk in?’

He sticks his finger up at me and I laugh ‘Idiot. Well anyway, shoes are my guilty pleasure. They make me smile and I feel happy in them. I like underwear too.’

He smiles ecstatically ‘Do you?’ He is so horny, it’s so easy to torment him. I’m not going to flirt though. I am not in the mood, but it would be funny to see his reaction.

I grin back at him ‘Yes. They make me feel better when I have a bad day. Oh and chocolate. Chocolate is my weakness. Lovely milk chocolate. I’d get fat on chocolate; well I already am, but…’

‘You’re not fat.’ He says.

I self-consciously hold myself in and tuck my legs under my body and say ‘Be quiet. I know I am.’

‘Chick, you are tiny.’

‘You haven’t seen me under my clothes.’

‘I know, unlucky me.’ He winks and I blush.

‘Stop flirting. It’s not like you to be complimentary.’

‘But you aren’t fat. You’re tiny. And I wouldn’t lie to you. You should know that by now.’ Yeah, he wouldn’t lie to me, but I still don’t believe him.

I lay my legs out to the other end of the sofa and they rest in the crook of Caesar’s lap and he laughs nervously ‘Don’t you dare kick me with them.’

I smile at how close I am to his manhood and laugh ‘Better be nice to me then.’

Caesar takes them in his hands and Caesar says ‘Your feet are so dinky.’

‘They’re a five. They’re not that small.’

He gently runs his hands over my bare feet and plays with my toes. Mmm, this feels so good. My feet arch as he plays with them and I swear he is turning me on. Victoria, snap out of it! This is CAESAR!

I pull my feet away and smile ‘You’ve got to stop.’

‘Why?’ He asks with a smirk emerging.

‘You just have to.’

Caesar then leans back on the sofa and I turn my body around to sit next to him. One of his arms links around my back and I smile as he rest it on my hip. ‘Caesar…’ I begin.

‘Yes.’

I wait before saying ‘Thanks for waking me up about Eddie. I really mean that.’

He looks down at me and says ‘S’ok. Glad I got through to you.’

‘Yeah, if in a harsh way.’

‘Be cruel to be kind.’ He winks.

‘I bet that’s your favorite motto.’

He pokes his tongue out and I grin.

About an hour later, Caesar decides to leave. I reluctantly get off the sofa and walk him to the door. He opens the door and looks back at me. ‘I’ve had fun tonight.’

I rest against the door and say ‘Mmm, your unexpected visit was a good one.’

‘It’s a shame I won’t be able to scoop you up and comfort you now, since you’re over Eddie.’ He grins.

I smile so wide, my mouth hurts. He opens his arms for a hug and I oblige instantly. He wraps his big strong arms around my body and holds me close for a few seconds. He smells really good.

‘You can still hug me and make me feel better. I’ll find a reason or you’ll just act like a twat and annoy me and then you’ll have to make it up to me again.’ I say, smiling on his chest.

Caesar chuckles and says ‘Good. Thanks for tonight since I just gate-crashed in.’

‘It’s ok. I’m sorry I’m in my pjs.’

Caesar pulls away and pinches my cheek, smiling ‘I’m not. See you tomorrow, Chick. It will be the start of a whole new you.’

I watch Caesar walk down the road and he waves back at me. I naturally smile as I watch him fade into the darkness. I then feel Emily breathing down my neck as she says ‘I love him. How can you not love him? I don’t see how you could think Eddie was perfect with Caesar around. I think he likes you, Tori.’

‘Have you been eaves dropping all this time?’ I say shutting the door.

She grins ‘Yes, you flirt. You so like him too, Tor. And not in an Eddie way. That was make-believe. I think you two could work out really well together.’

I rest against the wall and think on what she said and smile ‘Mmm, who knows.’

‘AHHH! YOU SO LIKE HIM!’ She says jumping around.

‘Do not.’

‘Liar.’

‘I’m going to bed.’

‘To dream of Caesar.’ She teases.

‘Emily!’

She laughs and says ‘Go on, tell me you like him as a little bit more than a friend.’

‘No.’

She grabs my arms and stars deep into my eyes. Oh no, she’ll know what I’m thinking.

‘Do you like him as a little bit more than a friend?’ She asks, gazing into my eyes for the truth.

I can’t prevent the smile from forming on my face as I say ‘Maybe.’
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