The couch is empty next to me in the morning. I'm all twisted up in the blanket and the scent of Echo's colonge still lingers on me. I bring my shirt up to smell it, smiling when I catch a whiff of him. I see my phone on the coffee table light up with a notification. I reach over and grab it, sitting with my knees to my chest. I click the screen back on and see that James texted me good morning. I send text him back before looking through for more messages.
From: Echo
8:46 am
Decided to walk home. I had fun last night, I wanna see you again today. I already miss you.
I grin at the message.
To: Echo
Hey maybe we can hang out later idk what Pete and Patrick have planned.
From: Echo
Ok just text me when you know
I click off my phone, James having not texted back. He's probably eating breakfast. Speaking of which...
I turn from my spot on the couch when I notice the whistling coming from the kitchen. I smile and breathe in the scent of bacon.
I push myself up and shuffle towards the smell. I sit on one of the stools by the bar and look up at Pete. He scoots the slices of meat around in the pan a little. He seems to notice me after a moment because he looks over and stops whistling.
"Morning, sleeping beauty." I grunt in response. I'm not that awake yet. He just chuckles as he moves the bacon to a paper towel covered plate. "How'd you sleep?"
"Fine. Echo left early this morning." He gives me a look and I blush instantly.
"Oh, so he stayed over?" I nod looking anywhere but his eyes. I can only imagine where this conversation is going. "So, is there anything going on between you and Mr. Echo? Hmm?"
I roll my eyes out of habbit. I hate talking about stuff like this. "I- I don't know. Maybe. Look, you have nothing to worry about." I give him my most convincing smile. He chuckles.
"Alright, alright. Just so long as no one hurts my girl, we're all good." He waves his spatula in the air turning around to the waffle maker. I grin at his term "my girl". "You hungry?"
"Yeah." I say as he comes over with a plate loaded with scrambled eggs, bacon, and a waffle. "Thanks," I mumble, already starting to shovel the food in to my mouth.
"No problem. So Patrick and I have to go to a meeting today at one. After that we can do whatever you want."
"Ok. Echo wants to hang out later, if that's alright." I look up at him, hopeful he won't shoot me down.
"Sure. Just tell us where you're going." I nod.
"Ooh, what's that smell?" We both look over to see damp-haired Patrick come into the kitchen.
"Breakfast, my dear." Pete says as he comes up and wraps his arm around Patrick. Patrick just grins and steals a piece of bacon as Pete presses a kiss to his cheek.
I roll my eyes again. "You guys are so embarssing." Pete grins and presses a sloppy kiss to Patrick's lips. I groan. "And it got worse."
Super short, I'm sorry.....
I've been trying to prewrite but I've had a hard time doing it. I am going to try my best to keep this story up :).
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