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Chapter 9 Cooking Concoctions and Drunken Shouting

When it came round to dinner time everyone kind of did their own thing. Katie and Trott went out, Ross and Kim were still stuffed from meeting her parents and were upstairs in the attic working on some stuff. Smith told me that he would cook dinner for us two and had been in the kitchen for some time now. I had managed to watch two episodes of Sons of Anarchy since he had been in there and I was starting to get curious and decided to investigate.

'Everything going alright honey?' I asked popping my head round the corner. He had four pans on the hob and most of them were boiling over. There were half chopped vegetables on a cutting board; it looked like a slight explosion had occurred. 'Yeah, almost done.' He said standing up from looking the oven and had flour on his cheek which was impressive considering that there was none in the room. I walked in the room and picked up a tea towel as I did so and waited for him to finish looking in the oven. 'Hey look at me.' I told him and he closed the oven and did so. I stepped closer to him and I used the corner of the tea towel and brushed the flour from his cheek. 'There, much better.' I whispered and he smiled. 'Well it looks like you two have made up.' We both looked at the door and Ross was stood smiling at us, he chuckled to himself before walking on. Smith and I looked at each other again and burst out laughing. 'Come on, finish whatever you are cooking.' I said patting his chest and turning round to clear up the chopping board.

We finally finished cooking and sat at the table, turns out what he had cooked wasn't half bad. Stake with roasted vegetables, sure some of it was burned and not cooked in the middle, but it's the thought that counts. We sat together at the table and I said I would clean up but he felt guilty since he had made such a mess so I let him wash up what wouldn't fit in the dishwasher.

We finally finished everything around half nine just before Katie and Trott got back from their dinner. 'We are back!' Trott shouted and Katie shushed him. 'Go and sit down.' Katie told him ad she came through with an expression on her face that I didn't expect. 'Hey, what's up?' I asked her. 'Trott is trashed. We went out with a few of my college friends and he drunk too much.' She said sitting at the table. 'Go sit with him I am going to make sure she is alright.' I told Smith kissing him on the cheek before sitting with Katie at the table. 'You alright?' I asked her and she nodded and took a deep breathe in, 'It's just embarrassing.' She told me and I looked at her, I told her she had nothing to be embarrassed about, we have all had our little moments. She agreed and I followed her to the living room where Smith was sat on the sofa with Trott. 'Come on you let's get you up stairs.' Katie said holding her hand out for Trott to take which he did and when he stood up he looked like he was about to fall over. Smith managed to catch him and put Trott's arm around his shoulder and helped him upstairs. I gave Katie a quick hug and she followed Smith and Trott upstairs.

A little while later Smith came back down and sat with me in the living room. 'Everything alright up there?' I asked he nodded, 'That man talks a load of crap when he is drunk.' He said putting his arm around me. 'Entertain me.' I asked and Smith started, 'Well he was on about how much he loved me and how the bed felt like it was spinning around when he laid on it.' I rolled my eyes an chuckled. 'He also thanked me for getting back with you. Said he was happy for us.' I looked up at him. 'Is that a load of crap?' I quoted. Smith shuffled in place. 'No of course not.' He whispered, brushing my hair out of my face behind my ear. I snuggled into him and we watched a couple more episodes of Sons of Anarchy.

When the clock rolled around to half eleven and I nudged Smith awake and told him we should go to bed. I turned everything off and followed him upstairs and he just stood on the landing as. 'What are you doing?' I asked him with my hand on the door handle of the bedroom. 'Where am I sleeping?' He asked. I put my hand on my hip and looked at the floor. 'Well you can either sleep in the spare room or you can sleep in here. Just a heads up there isn't an Abbey in the spare room.' I told him with a slight smile he stood there. ' In here dumb arse.' I told him opening the door and walking in and he followed.

I was in the bathroom after having a shower walst Smith was in the bedroom. I had forgotten to bring in my PJs in with me and the only other thing in the room was one of Smith's burgundy shirts. I put that on along with underwear and took the towel off of my head. When I came out Smith had only just started getting changed sat on the side of the bed. 'You can pull that colour off better than I can.' He said looking at me, the shirt fell just above my knees but I was slightly engulfed by it. 'It looks good.' He told me with a smile. 'Well I don't know if people would be very happy if I wore it out.' I told him and he chuckled and shook his head. Smith started to get changed walst I cleared up the floor of clothes and put them into our washing basket. 'You know when you bend over I can see your butt right.' He said now standing up putting on his t-shirt for bed. I stood up and looked over my shoulder at him. 'Are you complaining?' I asked him putting the last of the washing in the basket, he didn't answer right away, I walked over to him and put my arms around his neck. 'Well are you?' I uttered. He shook his head and kissed me.

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Our alarm came in the form of Kim's voice over the system which sounded on every room. My eyes slowly adjusted to the light in the room and I rolled off of Smith's chest onto my pillow. 'Wakey, wakey people, there is a full fry up on the table and Katie and I can't eat it all.' I sighed and rolled over again to face Smith. 'Hey you.' He said with his eyes still closed, 'morning, you hungry?' I asked him and he nodded. We laid in bed for a little while talking trying to gather up the effort to get out of bed.

Eventually I rolled over and picked up the shirt off of the floor and put it on and Smith put on his jogging bottoms and shirt. Once we were both ready we left the room and we walked downstairs. We walked into the dining room where everyone was already sat down eating the spread that the girls had put on. 'Good morning you two, did you sleep well?' Kim asked as we sat down next to each other. 'Better than I have been.' I told her as I took a plate looking across the table at Smith and we were both slightly smirking.