Ten signs of true love

2. He throws around the word 'we'

Dec POV

"Good morning lads, how are you?" Alex, the director of SNT asked. "We're fine, thanks." Ant answered. Alex grinned. "What's wrong?" I asked with a smile. "Do you realise you always talk for you both?" He asked. I looked Ant in the eyes and smiled. "We know each other inside out. That's our strength." I answered with a smile. Everyone around us laughed. "You did it again." Someone said. We laughed too and I gave Ant a side hug. "Come on, we have an undercover to do." I said enthusiastically and everyone cheered. Ant put his arms around my shoulders as we walked to the makeup.

"Wanna grab some food somewhere?" Ant proposed after a long day of recording. My stomach rumbled in response. "Yep, let's do that." I said enthusiastically, making Ant smile. "Gourmet hamburgers?" we asked in unison and we laughed. We walked into the restaurant and took ourselves a table in the furthest corner, not wanted to be interrupted too much. We looked at the menus. "Can I take your order please, gentlemen?" a man our age asked. "Yes please." Ant said. "A classic burger, a burger with bacon and two beers please." I smiled. For a lot of people it would be weird that Ant ordered without asking me, but he just knew what I wanted. "Thank you, boys." The man said with the widest smile I've ever seen and he walked away with the menus. Ant looked at me with a grin. The man was as camp as could be. "And then people say you're camp." Ant grinned. "Me? Camp? How dare you?" I said extremely camp, causing Ant to laugh. The sparkles in his eyes made me feel alive. I just knew I could sit here all day, looking at Ant, how he talked, how he smiled, looking in his eyes. I'd never been so content.