Lavender: Where's Vikram?Mature

Dinner at Sean's. Laura was always great at organising these things. No one would guess that when I had first met her, she had been shy and of a nervous disposition. But then we'd all grown in our own way as a result of being best friends.

I was surprised and slightly saddened to see that Vikram didn't come. I was a little anxious since he hadn't rung up with an excuse but I was more disappointed. It was times like these when we could really celebrate the fact that we were friends. And also, we didn't see that much of each other during the week, Sean and I having work to do from university and Lavender and Vikram working in the restaurant (I suppose that in itself meant we were never truly alone), so taking advantage of the weekend was important. When I next saw Vikram, I would ask him what was wrong. Something pretty big must be wrong if he couldn't even talk to his friends about it.

After worrying for the first hour of the group get-together, I relaxed into the evening, thinking 'Getting down won't be much good'. 

I was completely happy around Sean again, which was great, and I found myself (as usual) lapsing into a daydream as I gazed at his gorgeous face and rich, radiant hair. Laura grinned. When Sean noticed, I quickly tucked back into the food I had been neglecting. After the meal, we sat in the living room and watched a film on TV.

I found myself drifting off to sleep after the first half hour of the movie and Sean let me lie on him.

When I woke up, I sighed and got up to leave.

"I'll see you round," I told Laura as she left first, saying her goodbyes to us.

"I'll see you tomorrow," I told Sean, longing to embrace him or do something more than just stand there awkwardly.

He nodded, smiling.

And with that, I left.

Before I went home, I went to Vikram's house. I knocked on his door but there was no reply.

Sighing for the second time that evening, I walked home.

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