15~ Oh No! Not Now, Mrs Mill.

"Delilah! Delilah!" I heard a familiar voice call my name. "Delilah!"

I flinched, returning back to reality only to see Abby staring awkwardly at me. What am I doing here!

I looked at my shirt, only to see it in order. "Oh no!" I gasped. It wasn't torn, it was perfectly fine on me. Could it be…? Hold on, does it mean we didn't kiss? Was I actually thinking of all that stuff happening? Could it be that our conversation ended on good night?

Abby flicked her fingers at me. "Hello? Are you listening to me?" Abby said, with her eyes widened.

"What happened?"

"What happened?" She asked back. "Am I supposed to answer that? I think I should be the one asking you that. I've been calling your name for twenty minutes now, gosh! I can't believe you're such a living dead." She walked to the fridge, "Are your parents aware you're here?" She asked.

"I'll talk to them." I said, collapsing on one of the sofas. I still can't believe I had gone this far to imagine Mr Kimber kissing me. I touched my lip