Fifty One Days

Chapter 20 'Baby love'

Chapter 20. Dont forget to vote on each chapter guys. Thank you 📖❤

I wake up with a start and realise its because the bathroom door has just closed. Milo must be back. I grab my phone. 10.45. I never sleep in this late. I scan the room, Milo's clothes are neatly folded on the chair beside the bed. He must be taking a shower. On the other chair there is 3 bags from a clothes shop, he's bought himself new clothes? Okay. I just hope he's got a toothbrush and possibly some food. I’m starving.

The bathroom door unlocks and Milo strolls out looking amazing. He’s wearing new black jeans, a tight white shirt and black shoes He could be wearing a bin bag and he would still make it look good. He’s humming lightly to himself, he hasn’t noticed I’m awake yet which is quite nice because I can just look at him a little longer.

“Stop staring at me Ali"

“Sorry...I wasn’t. I...” Why does he always make me so nervous.

“Its fine Ali. I know I’m gorgeous”

“Vain much? What’s in the bags?”

“I went clothes shopping. I thought we could go grab some food”

“Oh okay, I wore pyjamas. I can’t go out in those”

“ I thought they were like legging things?”

“No there pyjamas” I can feel embarrassment sneaking across my face. I didn’t bother dressing up to go to the shop because it was only Kyle and it was only the shop. Jesus, maybe that’s why he cheated on me. No shut up Ali. That wasn’t your fault.

“Well good thing I bought you clothes too then" What?

“You bought me clothes?”

“Yes I bought you clothes” He throws two of the bags onto the bed to me. He bought me clothes! I don’t think a man has ever bought me clothes before. He has no idea of my size or what kind of things I like to wear. Bless him though, at least he tried. I merely peak into the bag....I see a lot of blue. He watches me with a slight smile across his face. I pull out a pair of black ripped skinny Jean’s, size 10. Okay so far so good. A blue vest, a pale, baby blue jumper which is so soft. A pair of blue socks, dark blue matching bra and underwear and a pair of white trainers size 3. He is absolutely spot on...even down to my bra and shoe size...

“How on earth did you know my sizes?”

“Just a guess, but it was quite hard because you have a size 10 arse but tiny little legs, I had to go to another shop to find the little people clothes”

“Shut up. I’m not that short"

“Yes, yes you are”

“Can you pass me your old shirt so I can go to the bathroom?”

“Nope" He grins at me. He's so pretty.

“Milo...pass the shirt" He walks up to me and leans over my legs so his face is inches from mine.

“I said no". He smells like toothpaste and aftershave.

Okay two can play at this game. I pull my legs up and push myself up so I’m on knees in front of me, completely naked in front of him but his eyes don’t leave mine.

“Okay no problem" His cool emerald eyes are intensely taking mine. I move off the bed, and he stands up straight with humour across his face. I grab the pile of clothes and head into the bathroom.

“Ali?” I turn back to look at him, he grabs another bag behind him and hands it to me. I walk into the bathroom and place the clothes on the floor. I open the bag and find a toothbrush, hairbrush, deodorant, foundation, eyeliner and mascara and hair ties...he's even put a small bottle of perfume in there. Christ who is this guy! No one else would do that. I don’t even think a boyfriend would do that without being asked.