The library

December 6th 2003

My eyes fluttered open and the first thing that struck me were memories of yesterday. Oh god last night was the most fun I had in ages.

I yawned quietly and stretched before sitting up and rubbing my eyes. "Good morning babe." I spoke quietly. Loud enough so Alex would hear but quiet enough to not wake him up.

When I received no response I got out of bed and I instantly saw why. Alex's bed was vacant. His bed was still messy. I would've had no clue where he was if it wasn't for a note in his scrawl placed on his pillow. I raised my eyebrows as I neared it before picking it up. I noticed the note was written on the Hotel's brand courtesy paper.

"My darling,

I'm writing this watching you as you sleep silently. You are nothing but a beautiful and peaceful angel and I have nothing but love for you. I plead for you to return to bed, however, as I'm trying to treat you to breakfast. I can't promise it'll will be good but I'm hoping it will be. If I don't return to you in an hour at most, I'm dead and you need to send help.

Alex xx 7:15"

I read the whole thing with a big smile plastered on my face throughout. I glanced at the clock that gave me grief the whole night and noticed that Alex had only just left which was annoying.

It read 7:20.

I groaned inwardly as I folded the note and slipped it into my handbag for waking up so early and having to wait for him.

I suppose I have time to treat Alex since he's trying to treat me...

I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth, getting rid of my disgusting breath before padding back into the bedroom. I took off my shirt and shorts and prayed that the silhouette I cast onto the curtains in front of me wasn't too detailed.

I got onto my knees and reached into my suitcase, pulling out what I was looking for; a set of black lingerie and my pair of matching knee socks I knew that Alex liked.

After I had put the bra, underwear and socks on, I slipped my shirt back on. I returned to the bathroom and, stood in front of the mirror, began to do my makeup.

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Alex's POV:

I whistled to myself as I strolled down the street to the hotel. I loved it when it was like this. All nice and sunny and warm. The best part was that the sun had decided to appear on a Saturday morning in December which was something I didn't expect.

Anyway, I was walking down the street towards the hotel clutching a brown paper bag in my right hand. I had gone to a shop and bought some items that I thought would make a good breakfast for Lottie.

I entered the hotel lobby and the receptionist smiled at me. "Good morning." She was a pretty girl with dirty blonde hair put up into a very neat bun.

"Morning." I mumbled and avoided eye contact as I quickly walked out of the lobby and into the stairwell, starting the short climb up to the second floor.

I stopped outside the door to mine and Lottie's room and gently placed the paper bag on the ground as I unlocked and opened the door quietly. I picked the bag back up and slipped into the room before gently closing the door.

"Good morning." I heard Lottie's quiet voice drift over from her bed.

I turned around to face her and smiled. "Morning love. How'd you sleep?"

"Not great. That stupid clock kept me up for a while. Along with your snoring." She teased which made me chuckle as I came over. "I also never knew you could write like that." She lowered her voice slightly.

"Oh that... I just wanted to let you know where I was."

"It was almost poetic, Alex."

"Thank you." I started to blush as I placed the brown bag on the nightstand. I pulled out a wooden board and placed it on Lottie's lap.

"What's this?"

"I thought it'd make a good makeshift table." I said and shrugged, slightly embarrassed. Lottie nodded in response as I started to take out the remainder of the contents of the bag, placing an apple, a bottle of orange juice, a ham and cheese sandwich in clingfilm and a small iced cupcake before standing back and starting to blush.

"Alex... you didn't have to do this."

"Anything... for the girl of my dreams."

Lottie looked at the food thoughtfully for a few seconds before sitting up and placing the board on the nightstand.

"Wait what're you..."

Lottie locked eye contact with me as she took off her shirt and threw it onto the floor. She pulled back the covers.

"Maybe... breakfast can wait." Lottie said in little above a whisper and bit her lip as her hand played with the strap of her bra.