Oh my god this bed is so comfy...wait, who's bed is this?
I look up to see Reece and I awfully close. He had his arm wrapped around me and my head rested on his shoulder.
He looked so peaceful when he slept. "Morning," he mumbles, his eyes fluttering open, "good morning," I reply, looking away from him, "we didn't...do anything, did we?" I ask, softly, "no, not at all," he pulls his arm away and crosses it with his other arm.
"You asked me to sleep with you last night because you didn't wanna be alone after what had happened," he replies, "I can't believe that happened," I sigh, "do you even remember half the stuff that happened?" He asks, looking down at me.
I sigh, "i remember spilling my drink, I remember walking in on you with some girl, I sort of remember a creepy guy trying to touch me, he ripped my shirt...then it gets foggy, then I'm walking into your flat," I reply, starring at the ceiling.
"Oh yeah, Kaitlyn," he smirks, "she's a whore," he chuckles, shaking his head, "slut-shaming much?" I laugh, "she knows it," he shrugs it off.
"I called Emily and told her you were here so that she didn't worry," Reece says, changing the subject, "Okay," I reply, "thank you," I look over at him, "for calling Emily?" He asks, making eye contact with me, "For scaring the guy off, for driving me here, I don't know...for everything I guess," I reply, looking back up at the ceiling.
"You're welcome," he replies, just by the way he said it I could tell we was smiling.
We lay there in silence for a few moments before Reece sits up, "come on, let's go for breakfast," he smiles, "where?" I ask, sitting up as well, "I know a place," he says pulling a shirt on, "Okay," I reply getting up.
The diner he takes me to is on the other side of town, although I don't mind.
"Hello Reece," an older waitress greets him, "hello Mary," he smiles at her. Reece leads me to a booth and we sit down across from each other. "What are you gonna get?" He asks, looking at a menu, "no clue," I sigh, opening the menu.
I scan the menu, considering pretty much every thing on the menu until deciding on waffles. "William makes the best waffles," Reece gasps, "do you just know everyone who works here?" I chuckle, "my family knows them," he replies, "I see," I reply, closing my menu and setting it down.
"how?" I ask after a few moments of silence, "what?" he asks, dragging his attention from the window to me, "how do you know them?' I ask, "are you guys ready to order?" the waitress asks, standing in front of our table, "yes could I get the Belgium waffles please?" Reece asks, "for sure. And you?" she looks over at me, "I'll have the same," I reply, "for sure," she smiles before walking away with our menus.
Reece continues looking out the window pretending like I never asked him a question. "Reece," I say, grabbing his attention again, "what?" he asks, slightly annoyed, "how does your family know them?' I ask, "business, I think," he shrugs, taking a sip of his water, "oh, okay,"I nod.
"what's your family like?" Reece asks, "dysfunctional," I roll my eyes, "why?" he chuckles, "well, my dad died in 2014, my mom's got a new boyfriend and they leave every weekend, George also happens to hate him, my mom and Leo fight all the time, and I work to help pau for necessities around the house," I reply, "...shit," he says, shocked, "I didn't you had it like that," he sighs, "yep," I reply, not knowing what else to say, "I'm sorry," he says, "nothing to be sorry for, not your fault," I sigh, taking a sip of my water.
"your Belgium waffles," the waitress comes back with some gorgeous-looking waffles, "thank you," I smile.
After Reece and I finish our waffles we walk out to his car and coincidentally we see Blake, "oh hey Aiden, how have you been?" blake smiles, "I've been good, how 'bout you?' I return the question, "I've been good," he smiles, uncontrollably, "and you, Reece?" Blake asks, "I've been fine," Reece says after giving Blake a nasty look, "...Okay, well I guess i'll get going then, bye," Blake smiles, "bye," I smile back.
"what is your problem?" I say to Reece, under my breath as we walk away, "nothing!" he defends like a child. I roll my eyes before walking to the passenger side and getting in. "you know, you sure have a way of acting real childish when it comes to things like this," I say as I pull my seatbelt, "things like what?" he asks, "you getting bitchy and irritated for no apparent reason," I say, stopping what I'm doing and looking him in the eyes, "I'm not bitchy," he replies in the same manor, "well you sure were when you were talking to Blake," I say, sitting back and looking straight ahead as Reece starts to pull out of his parking spot, "what's your point?" he asks, getting irritated again, "why?" I ask, "I don't like him," Reece huffs.
really? what's not to like about him? he's sweet, charming, funny, attractive. "Are you jealous of him or something?" I ask, "no, why would I be jealous?" Reece scoffs, "I don't know ask yourself that," I countered. Reece stayed silent for a few seconds, staring at the road before replying, "I'm...not...jealous," in a stern tone.
"well it was fun chatting with you," I say sarcastically as we pull up to my house, "sure was, I had tons of fun," Reece replied in a harsher tone, "well I had more fun," I scowl, "not as much fun as I did!" Reece defends.
after our little argument I went into my house to find Leo and my mother fighting...again, "Aiden get over here, what if we moved out to Manchester?" "Manchester? have you gone mad?" I ask in disbelief, "I most certainly not! i'm dead serious," she says, sternly, "I won't," I stand my ground, "see, there," Leo says, "good thing she doesn't make decisions around here," my ruthless mother says.
I stand there, stunned for a few seconds before running upstairs. my heart in racing as I press Emily's contact and call her. the phone rings for a few seconds before she answers, "my mom's making me move to Manchester."
