The One (o.m. & c.f.)

16. In Case You Didn't Know

Pasha gave me the Monday off since he knew I was going through a lot even though we needed to rehearse as much as possible.  Me and Olly had a lay in since we had nothing to do, he woke up before me and I woke up to the smell of freshly ground coffee and the smell of bacon frying. I pulled on Olly’s top that I briefly had on the night before and a pair of tracksuit bottoms before making my way into the kitchen to Olly stood over the stove wearing a pair of his joggers.

“What are you doing?” I asked sliding my arms around his waist from behind.

“Making my girlfriend breakfast” He turned around and gently kissed me.

“It smells delicious” I kissed him back smiling.

“Good darlin, now go sit down” I did what I was told and went and sat at his dinner table. “Here you go, one bacon butty and a black coffee, bon appétit” He kissed me on the cheek.

“It looks beautiful”  I smiled picking up my sandwich and taking a bite. It was uncooked but tasted burnt, I still chewed and pretended that I liked it.

“You like it?” He took a bite of his own as I nodded. “Why does it taste uncooked and burnt at the same time?” He spat it out into a tissue.

“The coffee is good” I took a sip and it tasted like normal. “You want some cereal?” I asked.

“Yes please” He took my plate off me and threw them away as I stood up and got two bowls out.

“What cereal? Muesli?” I got the boxes of cereal out of his cupboard, coco pops, muesli, corn flakes and special k.

“No coco pops” he smiled getting the milk out of the fridge.

 “I feel like I’m dating a 3 year old” I handed him a bowl and poured some cornflakes into my own bowl.

“What are we doing today?” He asked as he picked up our bowls and put them into the sink.

“I’m not bothered; shall we venture into London and Christmas shop?”

“Let’s do that, we can call to your house and get you some clean clothes” he went upstairs to get dressed while I sat on his sofa still in my trackies and his top. “Come on let’s get you dressed, even though you look hot” he held his hand out and lead me to his car.

Driving to my house took ages, the traffic was horrendous. I fell asleep for a bit I remember falling asleep within 5 minutes after setting off; I woke up by Olly singing way too loud to Wrapped Up.

“Olly stop” I giggled half asleep still.

“YOUR BODY FITS ON MINE LIKE A GLOVE” He sang along.

“Bit odd” I joked taking hold of his hand.

“We’re nearly at your house now anyway so stay awake” He squeezed my hand in return.

“Okay” I turned the other way and my eyes started dropping.

“Caroline Louise Flack, what did I tell you?”

Startled, I opened my eyes and we were on my road. “Oh I’m sorry Olly” I smiled.

“I’ve never seen you smile like that before” he grinned at me.

“I have” I lied.

“Lies, come on, go get dressed.”

When I got into my house I ran upstairs and pulled on a pair of black jeans, a leather jacket and a plain grey top. I quickly did my everyday makeup, foundation, powder, eyebrow pencil, grey eye shadow, black eyeliner and mascara and when back to Olly’s car after pulling on my boots.  It took the piss to get into London, it always does. There is always so much traffic going into the centre, tourists and workers. When we got into London centre we parked in the O2 car park, since Olly had a pass or something to park there for free. Multi-award winning artist and we still park somewhere he can park for free. We got on the Emirates Greenwich air thing over the Thames to get into the centre; again we go on for free since we used our oyster cards.

“I can’t believe you have an oyster card.” I laughed when we were in our pod.

“I’m a geezer Caz, you know that” He came and sat next to me and started kissing me. “You ever done it over the Thames?” he ran his hand up my thigh.

“No I haven’t, have you?” I straddled him.

“We’re virgins Caz” he undid mine and his jeans.