I open my eyes slowly. I groan. I have a terrible headache. "Morning" I hear a man's voice. I gasp, turning around. The memories from last night flood my head.
"Patrick!" I grab his hair. My head falls back. He thrusts into me again. I moan again, louder this time. "Ellen" he pushes his face into the crease between my neck and shoulder.
"Good morning" I sit up slowly. "Are you okay?" He puts his hand on my bare thigh. I look down at him.
"are you married?" I ask. "What? No" he chuckles. I get out of the bed. "Hey.. no" he pulls me back down. "Patrick, I need to go" I say.
"Ellen" he looks into my eyes. "I had sex with my co-star" I say. "You had sex with me.. most people would die for that" he says. I glare at him. "I'm joking.. I'm joking" he backs away.
"Its fine.. nobody has to know" he says. "Can you stop staring at my boobs?" I hit his chest lightly. "Not really" he says. I grab his shirt from the floor, slipping it on. I put on my panties.
"What are we going to do at work?" I ask. "Have a lot more fun in our trailer from now on" he smirks. "Paddy, I'm being serious.. please" I put my hands on his shoulders, straddling him.
"Ellen, nobody will care.. I promise you" he puts his hands on my waist. "I just wanted you to be my friend.. I didn't expect this to happen" I sigh.
"Did you not want it to happen?" He asks. "I did.. I just didn't think it would" I shrug.
"Have you slept with any co-stars before?" I ask. "No.. have you?" He asks. I shake my head.
"What do you wanna do now?" He asks. "What do you mean?" I ask. "Do you want to stay friends, do you want to just sleep together or should I reserve a table for us at a restaurant tomorrow?" He asks.
He looks into my eyes. I smile. "I want you to book us a reservation please" I blush, looking away. "Okay then" he smiles wider.
"Do you want breakfast?" He asks. "Yes please" I say. We stand up. He puts on some boxers and pyjama bottoms. I go into his drawer. He smiles, watching me. I grab some of his pyjama bottoms too and put them on.
I follow him downstairs. We go to the kitchen and he starts cooking breakfast. I have my hand on his chest and my other arm is wrapped around him. My head is resting on his shoulder as he cooks.
"Oh, that's what all the noise was last night" I hear from behind us. "Shit.. I'm sorry sweetie did we wake you?" He asks. "Yes" she says.
"I didn't know your daughter was here" I look at him. "She's always here" he says.
"Oh my god, you're Ellen pompeo" she points at me, taking a bite of an apple. "I am" I say.
"Hey, what was it like kissing leonardo DiCaprio?" She asks. "Um" I look at Patrick and then back at her. "Okay" I say.
"Okay? Is that it?" She asks. "I mean.. it was good but not the best" I say. "Disappointing" she says. "It really was" I say. "I bet" she chuckles. I giggle.
"Have you got to kiss Eric dane yet? God, he's hot" she asks. "Jesus, tal" Patrick scoffs. I giggle. "No, I don't think I ever will" I say. "Shame" she says.
"He's not really my type" I say. "What's your type then? Ugly?" She asks. "Hey!" Patrick throws an orange at her. She laughs, dodging it.
"Who says you're my type?" I look at him. "Um.. the stuff we did last night kinda gave it away" he says. "Patrick!" I hit his arm. He laughs. "So gross!" Tallula says.
"What do you want to eat, tal?" He asks. "Bacon, egg and sausage sandwich please" she says. "Okay" he says.
"I'm sorry talulah, if I knew that his daughter was here then I wouldn't have even stayed over.. why didnt you tell me?" I look at him. "Its fine, Ellen.. I bring girls back here all the time" he says.
"That makes me feel so much better.. thanks" I say sarcastically. "Sorry" He says. "Its fine" talulah says.
"I let her bring boys home" he says. "Oh" I say shocked. "I don't have any boys to bring home and you know it" she points at him. "Oh" I giggle.
"Its not my fault you can't pull" he shrugs. She throws the orange back at him. They both laugh.
After breakfast, I grab all my things and he walks me back to my house. "I can't believe we live on the same street" I say. "I know" he let's go of my hand that he was holding as we stop outside my front door.
"Thanks for walking me home" I say. "That's okay" he smiles. I step towards him. I put my hand on his neck as I kiss him softly.
We pull away slowly. "I had fun last night" I say. "So did I" he says. I smile. "I'll see you tomorrow" I hug him. "See ya" he says. I pull away and go inside.
