We're a Beautiful Disaster

Awesome. . .

Feb...14....Monday. 7:59.am.

I open my eyes yawning and looking around, and noticing Drew already up and i make a face, and I look at the clock to see if maybe i slept in or something but no i havent, hum he's up early, I sit up and take a deep breath.

And i smell something really good, is he cooking? and whats he cooking because it sure does smell good, so I get up and I go to the bath room and wash my face liking the feel of the cool water and it wakes me up.

I look i in the mirror and poke at my lip and im glad to see it is mostly healed now, and the bruise is gone so there are no real marks anymore, which is good i just want to forget all about that, and pretend it never even happened.

I dry my face and then I walk out of the bath room and go over to make the bed, i did it most the time since Drew never liked making his bed, and so ive made his bed for years, but i dont mind and well he is getting better about making it, if i dont one morning he will.

Then I remember when up until last year John had hid candy in the bed so i would find it when i woke up and made the bed, and i always loved waking up on valentines day to find some candy he'd his me, it'd been a sweet little thing he started around the time i was ten and did it up until last year,

Last year he had just gave it too me, Jenna had stayed over because they were going out for the day and he'd give it to me before they left, every year me him and Drew would usally go out, do stuff all day, but that was until last year.

I remember me and Drew had done the same things really just without John and it had been fun and i remember all the cute looks we got, and how many people told us how cute we looked together.

So of course we hadnt been together then but we went along with it, sure thats what they would think since we were out on valentines day, holding hands laughing and stuff, it hadnt really been anything but having fun to us, but again this year will be diferent.  

I then go down stairs and walk into the kitchen where Drew is in fact cooking, i take in a breath and smell the really good food,  he had made it a point to learn to cook something, so he could cook for me when i wake up sometimes and so i wouldnt have to always cook.

"Good morning." i say.

"Morning beautiful, How ya feelin?" he asks turning around and giving me a smile, then he turns back to his pan before he burns something, now when he cooks he wont take his eyes off it afraid he's going to burn it.

"Good, whatcha doing?" i ask leaning back against the table and watching him.

"Cooking." he says glancing back at me with a smirk and i roll my eyes and push off the table walking over to him, he's frying bacon, yum.

"Sweet." i say taking another breath and he laughs.

"And waffles but, those are frozen, sorry I'm still learning." he says giving me a small smile and i smile back up at him and wrap my arm around his waist laying my head against his side.

"Its ok, its still pretty sweet." i say snuggleing up to him and he sighs kissing my head.

"Yeah, well its done so go sit." he says and i step away from him and go over to the table to sit down and wait for him, and he sits down a plate in front of me and i smile at him.

"Yum." i say taking a bite as he sits down with his own plate of food and he puts the juice on the table and i pour a cup,

"Yeah, you like? well this is just the start." he says smiling all proudly to him self like he does sometimes,

"Oh really?" i ask raising a eyebrow at him and giving him a questioning look, but he just smirks and takes a bite of food,

"Yep, so eat ." he says