I woke up to an arm wrapped around me, trapping me. I looked around the room, and see that there is a tray with some food on on the side. I see a note, and just manage to reach it without waking him up. It read...
Hi, here's your breakfast, hope you like:P I've done some washing and ironing. Came back to bed tired, got up and couldn't get to sleep, and you know me>-< Bye...
I looked to my side and found an awake but bearly Connor.
"Morning sleepy." I greet.
"Morning!" He groans, shielding himself with the duvet from the blinding sun.
"Thanks for the breakfast by the way!"
"Why your welcome." He lifts up his head to me and smiles. I smile back, and rest my head on the pillow with a big sigh. "What?" He asks.
"Nothing, just we'll have to get up soon."
"Or we can have a lazy day?"He suggests.
"But my mum will be coming back, I want to tidy up. Or did you do that too?" He once again smiles and lifts his head to my shoulder.
"Thank you,"I thank, placing a kiss on his nose, "your so helpful!!! 5 more mins, I'll set an alarm." And I do, before falling asleep, last thing I saw being Con staring at me, grinning.
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Once I have gotten up, I put my leopard print onesie on, and made my way to the downstairs with my plate. I look around to find that it is just me, and eat. Once done, place it in the sink, I seem to find a big pile of washing up from last night! I decide to clean them and watch an episode of So You Think You Have A Chance?, and tell Con.
"Con?"
"Yep missy?"
"What are you doing?"
"Just about to get dressed, why?"
"I'm putting So You Think You Have A Chance? On in a min. I'll wait if you want?"
"Please." End of convosation.
I carry on washing, and put things dry back in it's place. After done, I sit down and set out to watch the TV. Waiting of course, and just as it was about to start, and I was about to play it, a someone came down the stairs shirtless. "What are you doing?" I ask, "More like, what are you wearing? Thought you said you were getting dressed?"
"Well I was, until I thought, there was no point. And quite frankly I can't be bothered, even if it does take about 3 seconds!" He says, sits down next to me, I grab the remote and click the green arrow.
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The Scholarship
Teen FictionShe's the usual teenage girl, hormones, easily excitable and so much fun. But when her dad creeps back from lurking in the shadows since she was aged three, he brings up bad memories- and tangled along a catch. Bailey must choose between two things...