After we talked it all out, he told me that he was sorry for upsetting me and that he wanted to make it up to me. "Stay over at mine tonight? I know it's a Tuesday but please?" he slipped his fingers in between mine and stroked my hand. Aw babes. "I have an exam tomorrow but it's late afternoon... Yeah, why not," I smiled back and kissed him. He sat on my bed and watched me as I packed my overnight essentials into a bag and then followed me downstairs. I told mum I'd be back tomorrow and set off with Stefan to his apartment. We ordered pizza as Ashley was staying at Jess's overnight (cheeky). "Stef is this my tshirt?" I asked, picking up a vest top from his pillow. "Yeah, sorry... I was upset and it smelled of you and it cheered me up," CUTIE. Love you. I smiled at him and put the tshirt in my bag. He told me to stay in his room until he told me to come out, so I just rest my head on the pillows of his bed and looked around the room. It was exactly how I imagined it before I'd even met him; brightly coloured and busied with pictures and fan mails and everywhere was covered in fairy lights. "Right you can come out now," he held the door open and placed his hands over my eyes then walked me into the living-space. "Surprise," he moved his hands away from my eyes and showed me a den made from blankets and chairs and the floor inside was covered by a double mattress. Yes, the den is fucking huge. It's fabulous. "Stef this is so cute," I wrapped my arms around his middle and kissed his shoulder, idek I couldn't reach anywhere else. "I just wanted to make it up to you," he replied, hugging me back and lifting my head slightly so he could kiss me. "But could you help me put the mattress cover on because I couldn't do it," he looked in frustration at it and looked like a lost puppy. That's my Stefan. I helped him put it on but he still couldn't work it out, then we took the duvet and pillows from his room and put them in the den. "We're going to be so good when we're married," he stood back and admired our work. Wait, when we're married? "Stef did you just say when we're married?"
"Shit... Sorry I was daydreaming out loud," he blushed and sat down on the sofa. "It's fine, I quite look forward to it really," I sat facing him, my arms around his neck and my legs around his middle. "Good," he winked at me and kissed me before getting up to answer the door. YOUR WINKS ARE HOTTTTT. "Pizza for two," he came back in with a Dominoes pizza box and opened the lid, omnomnomnom pizzzzzzaaaaa. "Wait, before we start eating," I stopped him just as he was about to demolish a slice. "Pyjamas?" he dropped his pizza back into the box and gave me a piggyback to his bedroom, where we changed into our "pyjamas" and went back to our pizza eating, yummmm.
We ate our pizza then climbed into our makeshift bed. "Y'know, I really like your nose piercing. It's cute," he randomly said as he plaited strands of my hair between his fingers. Thanks...? "After all, it is what brought us together. It made you follow me into the cafe and drop your money and talk to me," he smiled to himself and made my hair into a moustache across his face. Mature;-)
"Hey Anna, guess what it is tomorrow," he started after he turned the main lights off. "Wednesday?" I looked up at him as he got back under the sheets with me. "No, it's two months," he pulled my body closer to his immediately and kissed me firmly. Omg two months, that's gone so fast omfg. But that means I've been Stefan Abingdon's girlfriend for two months, this is amazing, I'm the luckiest girl alive and I love lyf:-):-):-)