The Roommate [J.S]

Chapter 3

EMILYS POV:

The ultramarine, glossy sea cascaded the shore. The gritty sand covering the paradise like a soft, huge blanket. The palm trees swayed as the gentle, balmy wind brushed past them. The only noise I was able to hear was the breath of an another human. I turned my head to see Joe sitting beside me, our hands entwined into each-others. His eyes poured into mine as he scooted closer... our lips getting closer and closer. Joe bit his lip as he looked into my eyes, then at my lips. We move closer together, our lips only millimetres apart. Joe makes the move and...

"EMILY WAKE UP!" A familiar voice speaks. Reality hits me like a fucking bus when I realise it was all a dream. Nothing between me and Joe will ever happen. He is in love with Leah. Besides I can't be in love with my best friend... Can I? I groan and throw the pillow at the unclear figure before rolling onto my side and closing my eyes again. I hear a boys laugh and my eyes dart open. I instantly turn around to see Joe. Oh. No.

His hair is free, and his voice raspy with a slight Cockney accent. He takes a seat on the bed and I sit up.

"Zoe has something to tell you later." I say, stretching and yawning.

"She already has.." Joe lowers his head.

"Really?" I say shocked. I look at the alarm clock on the bedside table and scream inside my head. How did I sleep in till 12?

Joe nods. "What do you think about it?" I ask him, curious.

"I'm happy for her, after all she is an adult now and I'm glad she has settled down." He exclaims. "Do you want some breakfast?" He asks.

"Oooo yes!" I shriek a little to loud. Joe covers his ears and cringes.

"Sorry... Let me grab some clothes on and I will be right down." I say.

"Okay, I will go make us some breakfast. Knowing me it will just be Coco Pops." He says before walking out the spare room and down the stairs. I hear him shout "ALAN." And I burst into laughter.

I shove on some yoga pants and a cropped sports bra. I tie my hair up into a bun and wipe any excess makeup off.

I step into my candy-floss like slippers and go downstairs.

Joe is stood at the kitchen side, pouring milk into the bowls. He grabs two spoons and carefully places them on the table. I sit down and Joe follows.

"Do you want some coffee? I just brewed the pot." He asks.

"I will get it." I offer and stand up, grabbing a pink mug and pouring the beverage into the mug. I add a sugar, mix it and take it to the table. Joe scrunching his nose at the black coffee.

"Where's Zoe and Alfie?" I question, taking a sip of the hot beverage.

"They went to Alfie's office to film videos." He says, with a mouthful of Coco Pops. I can't help but laugh...

(A/N- REALLY SHORT BUT I AM TRYING TO UPDATE EVERYDAY! IT IS INCREDIBLY HARD DUE TO REVISION FOR MY SCIENCE CORE GCSE EXAMS.

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