Saturday mornings were never special, until Lizzie starts dating Jonny Goodman and goes to Friday Night Dinner. Saturday mornings which were once for hangovers and the walk of shame, have now become lounging in bed with the love of her life and turn...
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Jonny takes my hand as he helps me out of the car, before helping his Grandmother out.
"They certainly gave it a good style," she continues her hair ramble
"Please keep talking about your hair," Adam mutters
"Until we die,"
"I must admit, I do like a curl! Don't you dolly?" she looks over at me
"Um, yeah," I look down where my loose waves finish.
"I've just died," Jonny whispers to me and I giggle
"To be honest, Andre is so good with his hands. I'd let him do whatever he wants to me,"
"And that's why she's now pregnant," I tense up at the word coming from Jonny's mouth
"What?"
"We're home now Nellie," I explain as Martin opens the door, shirtless and typing away on his calculator.
"Hello?" Adam starts
"Oh, hello Bambinos, Chica," he greets and stays still as me and the boys have to duck under his arm whilst he mutters numbers.
"Hello Martin," Grandma accidently kisses his chest and I grimace.
Martin continues muttering away, walking out of the hallway
"Warm welcome," Jonny passes me the flowers whilst he takes his coat off
"I think I just swallowed a chest hair" Nellie complains as I pass her the same flowers.
"Jon Jon, have you ever thought about getting a perm?"
"um no, not really Grandma,"
"That's a shame, I think you'd look very pretty," I laugh slightly, hanging my own coat up and grabbing Jonny's hand.
"Wouldn't he?!" Adam goes to kiss Jonny but he licks his hand "Ew!"
"Now, let me show you, what they did," Grandma continues and I groan quietly, going into the bathroom. Less than a minute later, Martin shouts through the door
"Lizzie, can you remember something for me?"
"Um, I'm kind of on the loo,"
"Can you remember it?"
"Okay, what?"
"26, 243,"
"Okay, and instantly forgotten!"
"Bleedin' moron," he storms away and I continue.
When I exit the toilet, everyone is moving to the living room "you okay?" Jonny asks and I smile
