I lay in bed, reliving the amazing evening I had with Rogue tonight. It was a shame we had to cut it short, but my father only arrived five minutes after me so we made the right choice to leave when we did. No matter how many more kisses I want from Rogue.

Those kisses. That kiss. Every time I relive it a pang travels it's way down into my underwear and since our lips met, the ache hasn't left.

Nervously, I trail my fingers down my stomach and towards my my pink spotted underwear. I've never done this before, but something tells me this could help with the ache and need I'm currently feeling down there.

After a few minutes of experimental touching and tingling sensations but nothing more I'm frustrated and damp. Sighing, I pull my hand from my pants and get out of bed to wash my hands.

Whilst it felt good, it did nothing to ease the ache in my core and it was definitely not the exploding delight that Grace described to me.

After changing into a new pair of pants I get back into bed and snuggle down, my thoughts still of Rogue and our date.

When I wake up in the morning I glance at my phone to check the time I notice Rogue's name on my screen. I quickly, properly, grab the phone and see that there are at least twenty missed calls from Rogue, all from about 2am.

I must have turned my phone onto silent, either that or I slept straight through and missed it.

Worried about him, I find his contact in my phone and press it. It rings out a few times before he picks up.

"Hello?" He asks groggily.

"Hi, Rogue it's me. You uh- called me earlier. Is something wrong?"

"Oh right yeah, your father has sent me on an undercover mission- I'll be gone for about three weeks."

"What?" I exclaim, so confused and upset.

"I just wanted to say goodbye."

"What?" I repeat again, "why are you leaving me?"

I whimper and press my nails into my palm to stop myself from crying.

"I'm sorry Katie girl, I don't have a choice."

"Ca-can I see you before you go?" I murmur, the tears streaming down my cheeks as I feel my heart strings pulling. With Rogue gone for three weeks, will he get bored of me?

"I'm sorry, Katie girl. I've already left- I'll see you again in three weeks. I have to go now. Bye."

"By-" I begin, but he's already hung up the phone.

Swallowing hard, I stand from bed and wrap my arms around my middle as I walk into the en-suite bathroom to have a shower. I'll admit the main reason I'm having a shower right now is so I can cry in peace and without my dad overhearing.

These three weeks are going to be so hard, I miss him already.

Rogue-

After leaving Katie to dash into her house, I quickly hide from her father in my room. Spending that time with Katie felt like such a pleasure, a privilege and I was praying for me.

Before I can message her and tell her about our next date, I need to call my sister. I know Eira and she isn't one for reaching out first, especially not when she's hurt.

I lay my cut down on a nearby chair and change out of my jeans and white shirt into a pair of grey sweatpants and a plain white top.

Finally, I flop down on the bed, which creaks and groans under my weight, and take a moment to enjoy the happiness in my heart before calling my icicle of a little sister.

Once I've plucked up enough courage to call her, there's not stopping me. The phone in my hand buzzes as I wait for her to pick up, if I know Eira she will make m weight before she answers it.

I'm right, it's almost up to the last ring before she picks up and speaks down the phone.

"Hiya dickhead." She says through a yawn, using her pet name for me which immediately makes me relax. If eira was still pissed at me behaviour she certainly wouldn't have called me that, I'd honestly be more scared if she'd called me Liam.

"Hi grumpy," I reply, relaxing even more when I hear her laugh.

"How are you?" She asks after a moment of silence from both of us.

"I'm ok, yeah, finding myself I guess."

"That's great, I'm uhhh happy for you Liam."

"Eira, I need to apologise to you. I never should have challenged you when you said you wanted to be president- I didn't even want it. I just thought I would get it regardless."

"It's ok Liam, I mean you were a total dick." She says making us both laugh before she continues, "I didn't mind when you decided to run against me, I thought it could be a fun competition.

What hurt me more was that you did all that, and then didn't take it seriously and still expected to win, just because you were a man!"

I can hear from her tone that talking about it is pissing her off, my sister has always been quick tempered and fiery, at least she hasn't changed that much since I've been gone.

"I know, I was such an idiot. I was spoilt and entitled and lost, but I'm not anymore. I'm changing."

"That's good, Liam, I'm glad you're happier now."

"How do you know I wasn't happy before?" I probe in confusion.

"Because anyone who spends 80% of their life totally hammered and sleeping with anyone with a pulse isn't really happy."

"Oh," I mumble, absolutely lost for words that even my sister knew how fucked up in the head I was a few months ago.

"I need to say sorry too." Eira continues, surprising me completely.

"I shouldn't have humiliated you in front of everyone in that last fight, it was wrong of me, cruel and childish. I'm really sorry Rogue, I'm sorry I pushed you out."

"It's ok, grumpy. I needed to leave either way, and you putting me in my place was the final thing I needed. You didn't have to beat my ass quite as much as you did."

I finish with a laugh as I remember the sheer force of the beating I took from my baby sister.

"Yeah, well I wanted to win and you pissed me off." She chuckles down the phone, "I'm sorry Liam but you know me, once I'm angry there is no mercy."

"Yes! Surprisingly enough I do know!"

"I want you to be my Vice President," Eira says quietly down the phone, suddenly very serious, "when dad retires and I step up obviously. Will you do it?"

I sit up from the bed, completely dumbfounded by my sister right now. This isn't exactly how I was expecting this phone call to go.

Reflecting for a moment, I think about how far I've come with the Black Wolves, but at the same, this doesn't feel like home.

"Yes, when dad retires and you become President, I will be your Vice President."

"You sure you can handle taking orders from your baby sister?" She teases.

"Well I've been doing it for the past twenty years of my life, how different can it really be." I retort, making Eira snort and giggle in delight.

"Well, I've got to go now." Eira calls cheerfully down the phone, it seems like apologising to each other has lifted a weight from both of us and our moods are instantly betters

"Bye grumpy." I say before hanging up the phone and flopping back down onto my bed to get a good nights sleep in.

My plans are ruined when someone knocks at my door, forcing me to get out of my soft, warm bed.

Grumbling, I stumble over to the door and throw it open. To my surprise my president is stood before me, his face grim with some bad news.

I really just wanted to go to bed and sleep for a few hours without peace, damn it.