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***Chris’s point of view***

I felt something on me as I opened my eyes; I noticed that Lucy’s arm was across my chest as her face was snuggled into my neck. I really needed the toilet as I looked down at my boxers, but I really didn’t want to move and wake Lucy up, plus I was in the best position ever. Hah. I decided I had to get up so I slowly picked her arm up and was moving towards her when she stirred and hooked her leg on me. ‘Great’ I thought to myself. I put her arm on her hips and went to grab her leg to move it, instead I decided to just wiggle out of it. When I finally freed myself I made a dash for the bathroom, I always have a shower first thing in the morning I check the clock it was seven-thirty it was quite early. I grabbed some boxers from my draws being extra quiet not to wake up Lucy and went to have a quick shower. When I finished I walked out the bathroom back into the bedroom and just stood there watching Lucy’s petite frame just lie in my bed, she looked so peaceful with a slight smile on her face. Just then I hear a mobile go off in the distance and snap out of my daze and obviously follow the sound. Its Lucy’s mobile and it was a message, there was no way in the world I was going to open and read her messages without her permission so I left it there and would just tell her when she wakes up. I turn my head as Matt’s door opens at first I was expecting some chick to be sneaking out, but no it was matt and he looked rough.

“What you up for at this time in the morning? Snuck out somewhere last night and just got back?” I Asked Matt with a hint of humour.

“No man, I can’t sleep not knowing where Brooke and Sam are. It’s totally killing me as soon as I heard a mobile I thought they had come home so I came to check, but it’s not them. Do you know whose phone it was?” He said as he rubbed his tired looking face.

“Yes, its Lucy’s she got a message, But I aint opening her messages. It could be private.” I said hoping he would tell me to open it so I have an excuse to have a peek.

“You got a point, she would be pissed. If it was important they would call anyway.” I said with a sleepy voice.

Nothing else was said we just stayed silent Matt went to have cereal; I made some scrambled eggs and toast. I sat there silently dwelling on the bloody message as I ate my breakfast and it was slowly eating at me. Matt had climbed onto the couch and was watching some TV show in his pyjamas. I needed to go put some sort of clothing on as all  was wearing was my boxers and I was worried if Lucy came into the lounge with just a t-shirt on I think she would know my feelings for her, so I quickly made my way back to the bedroom. Lucy was not in bed. I started having a mini heart attack as I know she didn’t come out the room until I heard the shower. She was using my shower I thought meaning my soaps and stuff I smiled to myself, and then thought I really need to get a grip as I was falling all over her. If I could just open the door I thought… no I can’t I turned back around walked to the other side of the room and started humming to myself as I made the bed. I walked over to my draws as I was searching for something to wear the bathroom door opened and I span around, except I wish I never. She was still wet had water dripping down her and the towel was wrapped and tied over her bust and it just passed her thigh. I quickly turned around as I felt movement downstairs grabbed a pair of joggers from the draw and pulled them on, arranged myself and turned around again.

“I’m so sorry I didn’t know you were coming out yet, if I did I would have not been in the room.” I quickly tried to explain.

“It’s ok Chris you have seen it all before. You and matt woke me up you were talking outside the room.” She said walking towards me.

“Yes… umm… you have a…” I stuttered and forgot what I was going to tell her as she stopped in front of me.

“Can I borrow something to wear?” She said quite seductively. Lucy was such a shy quiet girl but with me she is so different to what everybody thinks of her.

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