Scars 🗝 F. W.

22. Open Up

They stopped at the top of the stairs it was big and open, it had rooms along each side and a huge window right at the end.

"wow" she said, the window was beautiful.

He chuckled at her and started walking.

She followed this time, but they weren't walking for long.

"George"

Then one of the doors swung open, she quickly slapped her hand on her eyes and heard Fred do the same thing.

"oh shit" then the door closed.

Yes, she had just seen Angelina Johnson in lingerie calling for George.

"we weren't meant to see that" Fred said.

"definitely not" Constance agreed.

She carried on following Fred until he stopped at a door then went inside, she assumed it was his bedroom.

He had a double bed, multiple posters and pictures hanging from the walls, a desk in the left corner on the doors side, a bookshelf next to his bed and the best part a reading corner next to the bookshelf which had a floating egg chair.

She grinned he would never be able to get her out of that chair.

"so yeah this is my room" he announced closing the door behind him.

She was just grinning at the egg chair.

"Constance are you good?" he waved his hand in front of her eyes.

She turned around and grinned at him, "you have an egg chair".

"yeah I do" he nodded as she started walking over too it.

It was big you could probably fit maybe three people if they all positioned themselves just right, she turned around and sat in it, the pillows in the chair immediately engulfed her.

Fred was almost smirking at her with a confused expression on his face she just grinned again,

"I kind of have a thing for egg chairs" she chuckled.

"I can see that" he said walking over to his bed.

She started rocking slightly and the egg chair moved up and down she grinned wider.

"you look like a child" Fred snorted.

"what? I just love a good egg chair"

He shook his head at her with a smile on his lips as he headed to what she assumed was his wardrobe.

He started pulling clothes out and placing them on the bed and she just watched. From the egg chair.

"so, you may have to borrow some jeans from Angelina" he turned back to her.

"why?" she cocked her head, "aren't we going back?"

"oh-I thought maybe we could spend the morning or the day together" he looked slightly nervous why was he nervous?

"that sounds fun" she smiled at him.

His face brightened.

"I'm going to get a shower want to come?" he asked grabbing two towels from his draw.

What did he mean by want to come?

"uh-you mean-like with you?" she asked starting to fiddle with her ring.

"yes" he nodded.

"like-in the shower-at the same time" she said slowly.

"yes" he chuckled nodding again.