"I give up," he layed down on a pile of my dresses.
"I just got those dry cleaned," I whined.
"You aren't going to wear them again," he shrugged.
"True," I turned back to the rack. I could feel him rolling his eyes and I smiled.
...
I woke up the next morning on my back, one arm under the pillow, the other on my upper stomach. Eddie was on his stomach, one arm under his body, which was going to hurt because of how long it's been there, one leg off of the bed, the other on top of mine. His other arm was strewn lazily across my stomach, and he kicked his comforter off. I chuckled a little and shifted to glance at the time. 8:00 p.m. We got back at 1:00, so we slept for six hours and didn't eat lunch or dinner. I sighed and shifted again, causing Eddie to wake up. "Sorry," I apologized.
"What time is it?" He groaned.
"8 p.m.," I threw my head back onto the pillow. "Your arm hurts doesn't it?"
"A lot," he flipped on his back. "Ow, my arm fell asleep."
"I'm hungry," I fixed my ponytail and got out of bed a bit too quickly. I stumbled and blinked a bunch of times. Eddie got up and followed me to the kitchen.
"You okay?" He asked me. I nodded. I checked the fridge, nothing.
"Wanna go out to eat?" I sighed.
"Sure," he nodded and went to grab the change of clothes he left here last time.
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He left the black shirt unbuttoned and of course, we took our coats. I grabbed my keys and drove to a small local cafe. We sat down and the waiter came over, looking extremely tired.
"What would you like to drink?" He groaned.
"Two earl Gray teas with two sugar and a splash of cream in each," Eddie ordered. He jotted it down and walked away. "What are you getting?" He looked up at me. I shrugged.
"I might get a bowl of soup," I looked at the menu. "Yeah, I'm getting French onion soup." We went grocery shopping after we ate, then we headed back. Eddie was boiling water while I was putting the food away.
"I remember this," Eddie picked up a picture. It was me and a guy in High school, laughing while we were playing in the snow.
"That was in my junior year, my friends didn't like him, but he made me happier than I ever was with my other friends," I totally ignored his other comment.
"What was his name?" Eddie cocked his head to the side. He knew something.
"Um, Eddie or something, we wanted to do acting together," my eyes widened in realization. "Eddie Redmayne, his name was Eddie Redmayne." I turned to Eddie smiling at me.
"Hey Alice, I missed you," he walked up to me and picked me up. I wrapped my arms around him and my legs around his waist. I could feel tears well up in my eyes and I laughed and cried into his shirt.
"Eddie, I'm sorry," I buried my face into his shoulder.
"Why? It was both of our faults," he looked at me. "Oh God, I was waiting till you would notice, I missed you so much."
"I missed you too, so much," I kissed his cheek. He smiled at me and held me tighter. He brought me to the couch and he sat down. I was sitting on his lap, facing him. "Remember when I freaked because you didn't watch my solo for chorus?" He chuckled.
"Yeah, I turned out I did come and I was waiting in your dressing room," he laughed wholeheartedly. I hugged him again, smiling when he hugged me back. "Are you auditioning for Les Miserable?" He made puppy eyes at me.
"Yeah, for Éponine, and you want to be Marius," I linked pinkies with him. "I promised you I would remember." He grinned at me.
"When is the Avengers premier?" He asked me.
"Soon, I have to fly into L.A.," I informed him. "You wanna come?"
"Sure," he smiled. "Do you have a dress?"
"Of course I do," I fake scoffed at him. "Which one should I wear though?"
"Well, let's go raid your wardrobe," he stood up while still holding me and brought me into my room, before walking into the closer with me on his trail.
"In the back," I walked in front of him and took hold of his hand, pulling him with me.
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I turned a sharp left and smiled. All my evening dresses were here. "I'm not going through the trouble of having one made," I started going through the clothes.
"Youre Black Widow, so a black dress?" He thought about it. "Half of these look black to me." He sighed and pulled one out. "What color is this?" I turned.
"Navy Blue," I answered him. He put it back on the rack. We continued like this for three hours.
"I give up," he layed down on a pile of my dresses.
"I just got those dry cleaned," I whined.
"You aren't going to wear them again," he shrugged.
"True," I turned back to the rack. I could feel him rolling his eyes and I smiled.
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