Leah's POV

It stung. It hurt a lot, seeing them together. I could tell that Conor wasn't reacting to the kiss yet somehow it still upset me. A fire burned in my stomach. I hated that girl with a passion. I'd been standing there for a while without them noticing me, I could tell she was flirting and teasing Conor. He was just frozen on the spot, yet somehow that didn't make it alright. He should have said no. She knew she had him wrapped round her little finger and pulled out every trick in the book. She claimed Liam had taken advantage, lies falling out of her mouth like the dung that it was. God I hated her. All I wanted to do was go and punch her in her manipulative little face and teach her not to mess with me... but then the sorrow hits. The image of her lips on Conor's kills me, shatters my heart into millions of tiny pieces. I really wanted to forgive him, seeing how broken he was that he'd upset me, but I couldn't get it off my mind. I've not been in that kind of situation but I can only assume he knew what he was doing and that the hesitation between when she kissed him and when he pulled away was because he was thinking whether or not that would be good for him.

My phone buzzed over and over. I'd missed calls from just about everyone already. Conor must have told Liam because he tried calling me, and he in turn must have told Rae, who was currently hounding me - but I was ignoring her too...
The buzzing stopped and I looked down at my phone: 4 new voicemails. Well, I'm already a wreck, I may as well listen to them.

Welcome to your voicemail service. You have 4 new messages, press 7 to play the first message.
The automated voice spoke to me. I pressed the button.

First new message:
Loraini... Please answer the phone. Just let me know you're alright. I hate myself right now. You're the one person I needed in my life and I messed up. I'm sorry. If you never want to talk to me again, I understand. But please, just let me or Liam know you're okay.

End of first message. Press 7 to play the next message. 1 to repeat this message. 2 to save this message...
I pressed 7.

Second new message:
Leah? It's Liam. Look, Conor doesn't even know I'm calling you right now. He told me what happened. He's a state. I know this won't change anything but Gemma is a snake. I know her, she's trying to ruin everything he has to wiggle her way back into his life and trust me we don't want that to happen! Look, just let me know you're okay. I know you'll probably hate me for this but I told Rae, thought she could help.

End of second message. Press 7 to play the next message. 1 to repeat this message. 2 to save this message...
I pressed 7 again.

Third new message:
Now I know something is seriously wrong when LIAM calls me to tell me something bad has happened to my best friend and she hasn't even bothered to tell me! Talk about leaving me in the dark! Lee, babe, you know i will always be there for you and to help you. Don't hide things from me.

End of third message. Press 7 to play the next message. 1 to repeat this message. 2 to save this message...
I pressed 7.

Fourth new message:
Okay Lee it's Rae again. My message before may have sounded bitchier than I wanted it to, I'm sorry. I'm here for you babe, just talk it through with me and we can sort it out. I'll go beat up a witch if I need to. No one messes with my Leah. Just let me know you're alright. We can sort this out together. Love you.

End of final message. Press 1 to repeat this message. 2 to save this message...
I hung up quickly. Well it appears people are actually seriously upset by my sudden disappearance in life. Tears began to fall freely, slowly wetting my clothing a drop at a time. My mind was a mess. Was I being really hard on Conor because he was the only one I could take it out on? I didn't know her or the first thing about her so she'd never realise how much this upset me. Conor would.
I knew this wasn't really fair on him. Everyone was reminding me of that but the idea of him not instinctively backing away from her meant there were still some feelings for her existing in his body despite the trouble she'd put him through. He couldn't help that though, you can't switch that on and off.
My mind was debating with itself constantly about what my next move would be. There was only one thing I could think of that would help this issue and i was going to have to do it to ensure the best decision was made. I needed to talk to Conor and I needed to do it face to face.

I pulled myself out of bed and got myself ready, making myself look as decent as I could when I'd been crying. I got out of my pyjamas and into a basic top and jeans, throwing on a pair of trainers. I was hardly going to dress up for him when I was in this mess, he should be lucky that I'm even going to turn up. I threw my jacket on and stormed out of the flat, rushing as I made my way to Conor and Liam's place, ready to talk to him and decide both of our fates.

Here's hoping it goes better than last time.