Naomi and Roman have been unlikely friends since birth, when they grow apart from Olivia's distaste, they go years without seeing each other, only to be brought back together when they've reached teenage and hormones and emotions as well as other tr...
I woke up to the smell of a fry up. I nudged Marcy till she groaned, rubbing her eyes and sitting up as her eyes adjusted to the sunlight making the room look welcoming. Marcy immediately smelled the amazing smell of food and we both gave each other confused faces before she suddenly smirked. "He wants you back." She stared quite simply. "What?" I questioned raising my eyebrows at her certain statement. "Come on, its so obvious. I bet he knew you lived in New York, that's why he came. Why would he have come back here after you guys fought and cooked you breakfast?" Marcy continued, trying to convince me. She was such a fucking romantic sometimes it annoyed me. "Or it's just his way of apologising for being a shit yesterday or to thank me for letting him stay. It's not always to do with love Marce." I rolled my eyes leaving the room still in my oversized t shirt and headed into the kitchen to see what Mr Godfrey was up to in there.
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"Hey, what are you up to?" I gave a small smile as I walked in. Roman immediately turned round and answered but couldn't help his wandering eyes as they checked me out. I had to contain a blush as I realised I only had a little pair of underwear on underneath this shirt which ended mid thigh. "Fried breakfast." His eyes then met mine as he gave a smile. I took a seat at one of the kitchen stools at the island and rested my elbows and head in my hands as I watched Roman continue cooking. "Hey I uh, hope you didn't mind sleeping on the, on the uh..." Apparently I was a little hungover and the fact I'd barely slept made it worse. "The sofa?" Roman turned his head chuckling. I let out a soft laugh at my memory this morning. "Right." I mentally face palmed myself. Roman then turned and stood opposite me at the island, leaning forward a little on his hands on the surface. "I don't actually remember sleeping as good as that in quite a while, even if it was only a few hours." He smiled warmly at me as our eyes met. I looked down as I felt my cheeks heat up a little, imagining me and Roman both lying awake in separate rooms looking at the ceiling. Marcy walked in to break the silence that had just occurred.
"Goooood morning beautiful people!" She strolled in after a huge yawn, making me release one myself making my Roman laugh as he began serving up the food onto three plates. "Didn't sleep much?" He asked. "Nope. No chance with Miss Piggy here and her fuckin snoring." I gave her fake evils and we started laughing. "Well the alcohol made me pass out pretty quick but I kinda have a crazy headache now." We all chuckled at her response and I helped take the plates to the dining room. "Hey, how come you did all this? I wouldn't have kicked you out right away if that's what you thought." I chuckled lightly making him smile as Marcy was already stuffing her face. "It was no problem and I just wanted to make you breakfast." I gave a wider smile which he returned, before we began eating our food.
We finished our food soon enough and me and Marcy loaded the stuff into the dish washer, insisting as Roman cooked, he was to shower before us as we'd probably take longer. He argued but I insisted. Once we'd all taken turns in the shower, they changed in separate rooms and met up in the living room for coffee as I lounged around in my tee.
