It was all moving quite fast, I didn't mind though. It had been five months and we already had a flat together. It was perfect. The flat was a mixture of our favourite furniture. We would sit in every saturday night watching films and eating popcorn, snuggled on the sofa. On sundays we would take Pippa (our greyhound) out for a walk, old times.
Anyway, on with the story. I had met his parents and he had met mine. Everything went well...apart from the occaisional awkward moment, but lets not talk about that. I had a new job since we met, it was his idea. I worked in a small coffee shop owned by an old friend. I still work there actually. He was an artist, I always wanted to be an artist, but it never happened for me. I was glad it happened to him though. We had arranged to go on a trip to Cyprus, it was the perfect romantic destination. I was so excited! We were going in two days and my friends were treating me to a shopping spree in the summer sales! LUSH! I bought nearly all of Newlook and River Island.
It was 5am and we were boarding our plane! The excitement was building up inside me! I could tell he was just as happy. " Right, this is it. " he said " Got your toothbrush? " he laughed. " Ha ha ha, really funny. " I said sarcasticly. I knew he was trying to wind me up about a time we went to norfolk for the weekend and I forgot my toothbrush. Go on, thats right, laugh it up.
Author's note
The picture is of the coffee shop Kate works in.
Ella x
