Chapter 7 - Guest Room

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Dexter’s words rang in Maisie's ears. How could three words mean so much? She rubbed her temples, contemplating on what to say next. Dexter was right though. She had him. She wasn’t by herself. Even after what she did, a year later Dexter was by her side again. When her and Dexter broke up, Maisie hadn’t spoken to him until 6 months later, when she ran into him at a bar with Riley. It was awkward and Dexter had muttered comments under his breath whenever they interacted. Maisie didn’t blame him though; she had done awful things. They drove past the church again, and the organ started playing again.

“Dexter, can you hear that? The organ, it's coming from the church with the door open,” Maisie explained pointing at the church. Dexter looked confused.

“Maisie, there is no music, and the door is shut,” remarked Dexter. Maisie shook her head. Was she imagining things? They pulled into the driveway of Dexter’s cottage, Maisie’s stomach growled as she exited the car, and grabbed the bag of her belongings. They walked up the wooden stairs. Dexter opened the door and Maisie placed the bag down, running to the pantry, searching for food.

“I can bake you something,” offered Dexter. “If you can do me a favour.”

“Ooo ok what is the favour?” asked Maisie.

“If you can start to clean out the guest room?” asked Dexter. Maisie nodded and started walking down the hallway to the last room. She opened it, the room was large with the back wall replaced with a large window that looked directly into the forest. It had seemed part of the attic had been destroyed so there was room for a loft. Scattered everywhere were easels, canvases, paint tins, paint brushes, a guitar and microphone stand. There was art hung up on the walls and lanterns and candles scattered everywhere. An old record player sat perched on a stool, with a box of CDs placed beside it.

The place was homey and cosy. She’d never been in a room like this. The room had no actual bed, which meant Maisie would make do with the couch upon the loft. The place was messy, but in a good way. She didn’t want to ruin it. She started to clear some space to make a small path to the ladder that led up to the loft. The loft was small and had a couch, coffee table and plant, with books piled upon the table. This place was Dexter all over.

Maisie knew she couldn’t ruin such a comforting place. She sat down on a stool placed in front of the canvas. She glanced longingly out of the window. Dexter was her only friend. Dexter was the closest person to her now. He was the nicest she ever met. The tall pine trees slowly swayed with the cool winter breeze. Maisie wondered if there was another place she could go, she didn’t want to ruin this room.

The attic could be an option. It still seemed large enough even though it was descaled. Plus, it has a small balcony which allows you on the roof of the house. Maisie thought this was a better idea and was going to suggest it to Dexter. She stood up and walked over to the box of CDs. She ran her finger along the edges. She stopped and pulled out a random CD. It was the Arctic Monkeys AM album. She pulled the CD out the case and placed it on the record player, skipping to I Wanna Be Yours.

Alex Turner’s soft vocal sung into her ear, as the scent of chocolate wafted through the air. She breathed in, the chocolate smell filled her lungs. She turned off the music and made her way back into the kitchen to see Dexter licking a spoon covered in chocolate brownie batter. He froze and smiled cutely. Maisie couldn’t help but laugh sweetly. He had chocolate smeared across his cheek. He held the spoon out, shrugging before Maisie grabbed it, licking the heavenly tasting batter.

“Oh my god this is so good!” she giggled. Dexter swiped his finger across the spoon and then tapped Maisie’s nose, leaving a blob of batter on it. Maisie rolled her eyes and Dexter smirked cheekily.

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Hi guys sorry for a short chapter I've had major writers block. Please comment on any feedback and ideas as well please!!
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