Luke Hemmings - Roommates

First for everything

I woke up in Daniel's (The barman from last night) bed with him right beside me still in only his t-shirt that I had slept in. It was only just getting light now so it was still pretty early in the morning and when I checked the time it was only half past six. I tried my best to keep still so as not to wake him but it didn't work very well. "Morning." He mumbled his grip around my waist tightening and pulling me closer towards him. His voice was lower and raspier than I remember it being last night but he had just woken up so that was to be expected. Nothing went on between us last night, I had stayed and talked to him until he finished locking up, we went back to his place and watched a couple of films before falling asleep.

"Morning." I mumbled back moving to lie my head on his chest.

"You know I never got to ask you last night where you're from. You have a weird accent."

"Newcastle."

"But you don't have an Australian accent." He looked at me confused.

"Not Newcastle Australia, Newcastle England. Well technically I'm actually American but while we're on the subject your not Australian either."

"No you're right I'm Irish."

"I've never been to Ireland. Always wanted to though." I smiled up at him. I saw the clock behind his head and knew I needed to leave in a couple of hours but I didn't want to. I wanted time to freeze so that we could stay in this moment for just a little bit longer.

"It's a great place to go." He looked at the clock and sighed. "I need to head to the bar to tidy up for tonight, do you want me to drop you off?"

"Can you just drop me at the bar with you please and I'll help you tidy, I have a couple of hours to kill yet."

"Okay well I'm going to go get changed and I'll be back in a minute." I nodded my head watching him leave before going in search of my phone. I found it on his bedside drawer completely submerged in a rather large glass of water, thank god it's water proof. "Do you have any idea why my phones in a glass of water?" I asked when he walked back in not remembering why I put it there and he giggled lightly at my question.

"It wouldn't stop ringing last night and you went to throw it at the wall, this was the next best idea." He shrugged, I was glad I didn't throw it off the wall. The drive to the bar was almost completely silent and when I walked in I understood why he needed to be in do early to clean it. The place looked like there'd been riots here. "Who made all the mess?" I asked staring around me in shock. A table had been flipped, a glass smashed, drink spilt all over the wooden floor, a dart stuck in the wall and rows upon rows of glasses and shot glasses lined up on the bar. I don't remember it being in such a mess when we started to lock up last night.

"We did." He chuckled and I started to remember, After everything I drank I should be half dead and yet I'm not even hung-over. We had ended up staying well after everyone went home laughing and drinking with each other until finally dragging ourselves back to his place. It had been fun. "Drunk darts has got to be one of the funniest things ever." He smiled pulling the dart out of the wall and putting it back in its rightful place.

"Yeah I remember that, what I don't remember is who flipped the table?"I pointed to the big wooden object on the floor. "I can't remember what happened to it."

"I think that was when..." He stopped to think for a moment not remembering himself. "Oh yeah that was when you tripped over my legs and we both went into it knocking it over. If you check you'll probably have bruises on your ribs from where you hit it." I lifted my shirt and true to his word there were big, ugly, purple bruises on the left side of my ribs.

"Oh well." I shrugged. "Better get tidying." I grabbed the mop and bucket, turning the table the right way up before mopping the entire floor while Daniel cleaned and put away the glasses. My phone didn't stop vibrating in my back pocket but I ignored it. It took us three hours to get everything ship shape and ready for opening tonight. "Well I'm going to grab a glass of water and then I better be going, I have a flight to catch." I sighed.