How The Bad Became Beautiful

Part 13

Raya's POV: 

I wake up the next morning, my makeups rubbed off, I'm in another bed and Nathan's next to me, asleep what the fuck? What actually happened?... I'm not even drunk but I am questioning what happened last night.
Fuck it it's sort of best not to ask questions and just carry on with the rest of my life as I do, I then remember I didn't bring my medication shit what time is it? I check my phone "8.30 am" I whisper fuck might as well get something to eat. 
I get up, take my hair out and grab a bobble from my handbag, grab Nathan's hairbrush and brush my hair up into a ponytail before heading down to the kitchen and making some breakfast.
I get downstairs and there's the takeaway from last night, there's the pizza I grab a slice and then head into the kitchen, I look in the cupboard eating the slice of pizza as I look seeing what I can make, then I see a sandwich maker, I close the cupboard and walk over to the sandwich maker, I grab the bread there's two of them I grab two slices of bread from the first bread loaf and make sure it's not hard or mouldy and to be honest it's still soft and decent, I take the bread out of the packet and put it on the side, before opening the other bread loaf, taking the top bit with the crust on the back of and grab two slices and put them next to the two slices I had already got out of the wrapping, I wrap the bread back up and go over to the fridge. 
Upon opening the fridge there isn't much in there's the usual milk, butter, vegetables and a pasta salad which I'm reckoning is Nathan's for either gym or when he's hungry later on but I don't think I'll be touching it, I grab 4 cherry tomatoes out of the packet, some cheese and some ham and take it to the kitchen side, before going back to the fridge and closing the door and starting the food preparation.

Nathan's POV: 

I've only just woken up, I'm in the same bed as I let Raya sleep in shit I'm the worst human being in the world, I cover my face with my hand and moan "god", taking my hands away from my face I slump my arms by my side, I hear humming downstairs I smile, before twisting my legs 'round my side of the bed and get up off the bed, grab my burgundy dressing gown and head downstairs, following her humming until I get into the kitchen Raya is there in all my clothing and humming to herself, as I can see through a crack in the kitchen door, she's cooking "what are you making?" I say Raya jumps a mile almost seeing that I was standing behind her admiring her, "just cheese, ham and tomato toasties" says Raya "if you're hungry?" "definitely," I say I walk into the kitchen "want some help?" "you serious?" says Raya I raise an eyebrow I don't know why but she's like almost always offended when I offer to do anything like if I offer to pay for drinks she's don't worry I got it, now it's like wanting to help her make food "Raya please don't be offended," I say "it's just I'm that type of person where I want to help out and want to give you fewer jobs" "I'm not offended Nate I'm honestly not but it's just I do jobs every day of my life," says Raya "like the cafe, the drinks, my own home life I won't let no one wait on me hand and foot" "I get that babe but at the same time you can't carry job after job after job on your shoulders you know," I say "yeah maybe so," says Raya "yeah trust me I don't mind helping you cook," I say "anyway I like cooking", Raya's face is almost surprised "so did you make that pasta salad in the fridge you made that?" says Raya "yeah as making your own is better than that store bought crap" I say, I grab a small knife and start chopping up a cherry tomato won't lie I fucking hate cutting these "ninja knife skills" says Raya "okay you can help" I smile before grabbing another cherry tomato and chopping it up and putting it on bread that already has ham and cheese on it, I put my tomatoes on her bread and mine and then put the second part of bread and grab some butter "what you doing?" asks Raya "this my independent friend is how you get that nice, golden crispy look to your toastie" I tell her "oh right" says Raya, grabbing a knife and doing the same as I've just done, I take them both and put the two sandwiches in the sandwich maker and give it 15 minutes, I escort Raya into the living room and put on the telly.