Chapter 8

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I turned my head and sighed but it soon turned into a groan when I felt the pain in my head, I opened my eyes to see Ronnie's chin above me "When are you going out?" I questioned groggily he looked down at me "I've been out Dev I brought you in about an hour ago, you were sat in what you're wearing now depressed on a bench" 

"Ohh.." I knotted my eyebrows together and went to go back to sleep

"You want to get into bed?" I shook my head

"No I'm fine here" I said snuggling my head into Ronnie's lap. I heard him chuckle and stroke my cheek with his thumb. The next time I woke up it was morning and I was in bed, my own bed this time. I got dressed and ready and went out to the living room, Ronnie still wasn't up yet so I made myself some breakfast and juice before  flicking the TV on and snuggling up to one of the burgandy coloured pillows on the sofa. I grabbed Ronnie's laptop and started doing a search for jobs I could apply for specifically modelling jobs. I found a couple and applied for them making sure I linked them to my Facebook so that they could view my portfolios etc. There were a few other jobs I applied for like waitressing, receptionists, barmaids. Basically whatever I could find that suited me I applied. Ronnie soon came out from his room "Morning" I called over

"Hey, I'm going to take a shower and then we are going out for breakfast because I am starvin'" I turned around and looked over the sofa showing him my cereal bowl "But I already ate!"

"I'm sure you'll be able to manage some pancakes Dev" I rolled my eyes and took my bowl over to the sink to wash it up. When Ronnie came back out from the bathroom he lined his eyes with eyeliner and we headed out for breakfast. We both sat down at a rounded table in the centre of the place we were eating and the waiter asked us what we would like, obviously Ronnie wanted the massive fry up but I was happy with chocolate covered pancakes. "So what was with you last night?"

"I don't really remember it if I'm honest Ronnie" Our food arrived and I thanked the waiter. 

"Where did you get that bottle of Vodka from?"I thought for a second, now starting to remember what had happened last night

"Oh yeah.. I got it from walmart" I bit my lip knowing that I was in trouble

"What with my money?" Ronnie shook his head

"I promise I'll pay you back I just wasn't feeling great yesterday" Ronnie took a mouthful of his Bacon and looked back at me. 

"You owe me" I finished off my food and watched Ronnie as he buttered his toast "So what did you and Jacky talk about yesterday?" I grunted

"I really don't want to talk about him, I'm finished with that idiot" I said angrily

"But he's the reason you were so down yesterday?"

"Yeah but I'm over it" I snapped. Ronnie rolled his eyes and went over to the desk and paid the bill before we headed back to the flat. The journey home was pretty much silent between the two of us, the only sound that could be heard was the radio which was on pretty quiet. I couldn't bare the awkwardness anymore "I'm sorry for losing my temper with you back there" I looked across at him as he concentrated on the road in front of him.

"Don't worry about it I know you're upset about Jacky" he glanced at me and then looked back at the road.

"I'm not upset about Jacky" I said folding my arms across my chest

"You said this last time Deven, stop denying your love for him" Ronnie chuckled as we pulled up at the apartment complex

"I'm serious Ronnie I'm done with him" I said opening the car door and getting out. 

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