It was the first day of your new job and you were terrified. You wake up at 6am, beside a very sleepy Alex. You try and climb out of bed but he pulls you tightly into a cosy embrace.
"Don't leave me yet," he mumbles with his eyes still closed. You turn to face him and smile at his tired face.
"Ive got to go. My first day today, remember?" You say.
He sighs heavily, then grins with his eyes still closed.
"Okay" he says, his arm locked around your waist became less tight and he released you. You kiss his nose before crawling out of bed. You head into the bathroom and have a quick shower. Alex's products were scattered messily in the shampoo basket so you had to look hard for your Strawberry scented hair products. After scrubbing yourself violently until you had used up most of your body wash, you jump out the shower and look for the towel. Shit.
"AL?" you shout, dripping wet. You hear him mumbling in response from the bedroom.
"Al? Get me a towel? Please?" you call through. You hear him moan, irritated, but eventually he opens the door and passes you a towel. You dry yourself down then cover yourself up in it before brushing your teeth and washing your face. You walk back into the bedroom to Alex, reading some autobiography with a cup of coffee. He looks up at you and smiles.
"You look pretty" he says warmly. You smile at him and walk to the wardrobe. You push clothes out the way in search for the most boring clothing item in there. You pull out some old pencil skirt and a blazer.
"Fuck I have no plain tops. Are they all in the wash?" You ask Alex.
"You don't need a top do you?" He grins smugly.
"Shut up Alex, Im serious" you cry.
"Okay,okay. Ill look in the washing machine, don't worry babe" he says, getting out of bed. You put your skirt and a bra on and start to dry your hair with a hair dryer. Your hair was fairly short so it dried pretty quickly. Alex comes in with a black top a couple of minutes later, he throws it at you and you catch it and shove it on quickly. You try to style it by adding a necklace and some bracelets. When your hair is dry you tie it up into a high bun, pinning it all out your face.
You do your makeup after this, applying some concealer, blush, and winged eyeliner. You add a considerable amount of mascara too. You check the time; 7am.
"Okay, babe I'm off" you say to Alex, still in bed sipping coffee. He looks up from his book and smiles.
"You look great" he says. You wander over and give him a big kiss.
"Thank you"
"Hey, I'm getting my cast off today" he says, waving his bandaged arm in the air.
"Oh, yeah! That's great. Text me how it goes." You say. He nods.
"I'll be back around 6?" you say. He sighs.
"Eh, okay"
"Cool. I'll see you later." You say, picking up your bag and heading out the door.
"Bye," you hear him call. "Good luck!"
You get a taxi, and tell them where to go. The intimidating building seemed more intimidating this time and you start feeling sick. You enter, and the main reception is warm. The same lady at the interview shows you your desk and tells you some bullshit that you have to do on the computer. You relax, and do what she says and a couple of people from other desks come say "hi" and introduce themselves. A pretty girl with curly blonde hair and red lips introduces herself as "Georgia" and says to ask her if you need anything. You thank her. She seemed nice. You continue with the computer work when your phone buzzes. It's from Alex. "Cast if off. Arm feels weird as fuck. Can finally play guitar now though. Hows work? XX"
You text him back: "its ok. miss u" and sigh. The work was boring but you needed it, for Alex was leaving next week.
He texts back instantly: "Miss u. I'll make u feel better when u come home though ;)"
You grin at the text and put the phone back in your drawer and continue working.
"Darcy?" A familiar voice says. You look up from your computer screen.
"Ryan?" you say. Oh God. "Y-you work here?" You stutter.
"I have for a month now.." He says. "Well, this is going to be fun" he smiles smugly.
