AUTHORS NOTE: listen to the song at your own risk. It's Nicki Manaj, and has MANY swears.
Dan's p.o.v
I wake up with Ellie in my arms. She has a priceless grin that would melt any heart . I place her down on the bed and walk out of Phil's room. I get hit with a wall of lavender. I peek into my room. Ellie washed my sheets and made my bed. How did I find her? More importantly how did I keep her? I was a major asshole to her the first 20 years of her life. The house phone begins to ring, making a loud ring echo through the flat. I rush over and pick it up, careful not to wake her.
" Hello?" I answer.
" Hey," Phil replies. " You sound happier."
" Yeah," I smile, the first in the last 24 hours.
" Ellie's being good?" Phil laughs.
" Yeah, she's very good." I remain smiling.
" When I told her that she had to keep an eye on you she practically kicked my out," Phil giggles.
" You told her to watch me?" I ask.
" I don't want you to get arrested, so yes." Phil explains.
" Ok yeah, I get you now." I nod my head.
" What have you guys been doing the last 10 hours?" Phil jokes. I look at the clock.
2:12 P.M
" Sleeping," I say cheekily.
" God," Phil laughs.
" In your bed," I giggle.
" Great!" Phil scoffs, giggling a bit afterwards. " Well, I called to check you didn't burn or kill any one yet."
" Yet," I mumble.
" I have to go feed the cats, OK?" Phil sounds guilty. " Call me if you need me. I'm sorry I couldn't be there."
" It fine Phil. Go take care of your pussies." I giggle.
" OH KILL EM PHIL!" Ellie yells from the bedroom. Phil and I howl in laughter.
" Bye Phil," I giggle.
" Bye Dan," Phil hangs up the phone, so do I. I turn to Ellie.
" Perfect timing," I smirk.
" I try," She flips her hair over her shoulder. " You got any food?"
" Check the cupboard," I snort. She walks over to the cupboard and opens it.
" SINCE WHEN HAVE YOU HAD BROWNIES!?!?" She gushes happiness. " WE'RE MAKING THEM!!!!!"
" If you can reach them," I cross my arms, seeing the box in the back of the cupboard. She squints at me, then climbs on the island. She jumps from the island and into the sink. She steady's herself, and grabs the box of brownies. She sticks her tongue out at me, and throws the box of brownies at me. She goes to go jump down, but falls landing on her face.
" Just call me grace, because I have none," She bursts into a loud laugh. I help her up, smiling at her fail. " At least we still have brownies."
" We need music," I say to her. " go get your Laptop."
" You 're not going to like my music." She whines.
" Just go get it." I whine back. She rolls her eyes and races out the door.
~ 10 minutes later~
" Just turn it on!" I giggle.
" Your going to think i'm weird!" She whines.
" Not more than you already are!" I smirk. She slaps my arms. " Oww!"
" Fine I'll put it on shuffle," She smiles. The first song that comes up is. " Misery Business" by Paramore.
" Ok, preheat the oven to 350. Or 325 for dark or non stick pans." I read from the back of the brownie box.
" Is this a non stick pan?" She asks, grabbing the nob.
" Just put it on 350." I appoint. She turns the dial to 350, then sprays the bottom of the pan with pam.
" Next, empty the brownie mix, eggs, oil, and water in a large bowl." I repeat. She mixes everything together, making a irresistibly chocolate batter.
" I'll be right back, I have to go to the bathroom." She walks into the hallway. I walk over to the batter.
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I hear foot steps. I empty the remainder of the batter into the pan and throw it into the oven. I set the timer as she sits on the stool. " Did you eat the batter while I was in the bathroom?"
YES.
" No," I try to look cool. " Why would you say that?"
" Because there's brown shit all over the edges of your mouth." She laughs. She walks over to the computer and un pauses the music. I was so wrapped around that batter that I didn't notice. The song turns to Mr. Saxobeat by Alexandria Stan. " Well, we have 20 minutes to kill. Why not?" She holds out her hand to dance.
" I dance about as well as a pile as shit," I smirk.
" Don't worry, I am a pile of shit." She giggles. I grab her hand. The two of us begin to dance like we're on something. She takes out her hair and starts to whip it.
" You make me dance, like a freak, Mr. Saxobeat!." She sings loudly and off key. Just how I like it. I begin to wall twerk, sending Ellie to the ground laughing. Shortly after she joins me, the two of us shaking our asses at the wall. The song ends to quickly for my liking. Ellie hops down and goes on her music. She chooses the next song. " This is a twerking song for sure."
" What song is it?" I ask, smiling.
" I'm legit by Nicki Minaj." She smiles. The music starts to play, and I understood. By the 3 line, i'm on the floor laughing my ass off. Ellie holds strong.
" I'm the shit! With no make up, don't have to curl my hair up!" She sings loudly, still twerking on the wall. I sneak over to her phone. I take a short video and send it to Phil.
" What's Phil's contact?" I ask her. " Who's little lion man?" She falls to the ground laughing.
" That is Phil." She say between bursts of laughter.
" Why?' I ask, really confused.
" Well, the first night we hung out, he came up to my flat and we went on a chat room. We looked up lions because it's his favorite animal. A stripper in a lion suit ended up coming up. It was a guy. He then called Phil little lion man. That's why he saved in there as that." She cracks up. I send the video to him, calling it HELP!. " Why did you want to know?"
" I sent a video of you twerking to him labeled Help!" I smirk.
" Great," She rolls her eyes, then smiles at me.
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