Natalia stepped out of the restaurant with Alfred onto the sidewalk.

"So where's your car?"

Alfred smirked. "Well, it's not really a car." He raised his finger, and pointed at a red motorcycle on the side of the street with two helmets on the black seat.

"S-surely you can be serious?"

"Why? What's wrong?" Alfred looked concerned.

"Motorcycles are death traps!"

"When a novice is driving, yes. But I've been driving for years! Come on, trust me."

Natalia sighed and nodded. "Okay, fine. You can drive me…" With that, Alfred smiled and ran over to the motorcycle, getting on. She walked over to him and sat on the back seat of the bike.

"You better hold on tight." Alfred said after Natalia put her helmet on. She wrapped her arms around him snugly. Alfred smirked and started the motorcycle before zooming away.

Wind whipped against Natalia's face, blowing her hair back. She smiled brightly as she rested her head on Alfred's back. He felt her and smiled as well as they zoomed through the streets of New York.

"Wait," Natalia yelled over the wind. "You don't even know where I live!"

"Oh ya! That's important, isn't it?"

She laughed with him and looked around. Surprisingly, she was having a great time. She wasn't afraid of him anymore. "So where are we going?"

"My place?"

"Oh, okay!" Natalia blushed, grateful he couldn't see her embarrassment.

Alfred slowed down, pulling up to a four story building. "Here it is!"

They came to a stop and Natalia hopped off. "Oh you have an apartment too?"

"No, the whole building's mine, it's a condo." He smiled and offered his hand to her.

"Wow…" Natalia took his hand as he opened the door for her. When they stepped inside, Natalia was amazed at his home. The walls were large and white, many pictures hanging on them of famous actors and different countries. A large black leather couch was placed in a large living room to the left, in front with a large plasma screen TV. On the right was a large kitchen, with white wooden cabinets and dark grey, granite counters. Reddish brown stairs led to the next story. "This place is amazing!"

"Isn't it? And I got it for a great deal!"

Natalia smiled. "Awesome."

Alfred walked over to the kitchen. "Do you want something to drink? Coffee? Tea? Soda? Beer?"

"Do you have vodka?"

"Oh," Alfred smirked. "Ya, I do." He pulled out a large bottle of vodka and set it down on the counter. Alfred reached into a cabinet and pulled out two shot glasses, pouring vodka into each of them. He handed her one and held his glass up. "Cheers!"

She smiled and accepted the glass, holding it up as well. "Cheers!" She quickly downed he drink and sighed softly. Alfred finished his and poured her another shot. She drank the next one. And the next one. And the next one. After a few shots, Natalia sat down on the couch laughing lightly. Alfred sat next to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders casually. Natalia smiled and leaned against him, drunk.

He noticed her state, however he wasn't drunk. He only had two shots, while Natalia had six. Alfred kissed the top of her head gently, making her blush lightly as she laughed more. He leaned in, planning to kiss her, but stopped and backed his head away. Natalia looked at him, confused.

"You can stay here for the night…" He proposed.

"Where would I sleep?" Natalia started to slightly come back to her senses, despite the shots.

"There's a guest bedroom if you prefer to stay there." Alfred stood up, helping her stand up as well.

"Oh, okay." She smiled lightly as he picked her up, and carried her to the bedroom upstairs. Alfred just didn't want her to fall down in her drunken state. It'd be a shame if she got hurt.

Alfred set Natalia on the bed and smiled. "If you need anything, my room's right across from yours okay?"

Natalia nodded slightly before falling asleep.

Tuesday

…

Natalia woke up to the smell of coffee. She opened her eyes, finding herself in Alfred's house. Oh ya. I forgot… I went home with him… She sat up slowly, stretching. Then she felt a throbbing pain through her head. And I got drunk. God knows what happened last night. She yawned and shuffled down the stairs, into the kitchen. Alfred was reading the newspaper at the table. "Good morning…" she mumbled.

Alfred looked up and smiled. "Good morning. How'd you sleep?"

She sat down at the table, her hair a mess. "Good… Thank you for letting me stay for the night."

"Not a problem! Come over whenever you like."

She nodded and leaned back in her chair.

"I'm guessing you have a head ache right?"

"How'd ya guess?"

"Well, you did have a couple of drinks last night."

Natalia laughed lightly and looked at him. "What even happened?"

"Well, you drank about 6-8 shots of vodka. Then I carried you up to the bedroom and you passed out."

"That's it?"

"Pretty much."

She looked around and located a clock on the wall. It was 1:00 in the afternoon. "Hey, isn't it a little late for coffee? It's more of a morning thing."

"Is it? I usually wake up at this time."

"Every day?"

He nodded and stood up, pouring coffee into two mugs and handed one to her.

"Wow, must be nice." Natalia took a small sip of the coffee, the hot liquid running down her throat and warming her body.

"Wait, do we have a meeting today?" He looked back down at his paper casually.

"Ya, at noon. W-wait..." Panic built up in her chest as she pieced things together and stood up quickly. "We have to leave now!"

Alfred looked up and shrugged, looking back down. "We're too late already. There's no point in going. They're usually only 3 hours."

"Do you hear yourself?"

"Ya? What about it?"

"We have to go or we'll get in trouble! A three hour meeting must be important, and it's our jobs! Come on!" Natalia grabbed her phone out of a small pocket in her dress. She had 3 missed calls and 5 messages all from her sister, asking about where she was.

"It's one meeting! They won't mind. Tell them you got the flu and I got food poisoning."

"B-but… That's lying."

"Fine." He sighed and leaned back on his chair, making it stand on two legs. "You can go ahead then."

Natalia stood, staring at him and wondering what she should do. She just sighed, seeing his point of view and sat back down across from him.

Alfred smirked behind his newspaper. "Isn't this better than taking notes at a meeting?"

She just nodded silently and rested her chin on her palm. "Do you skip out on meetings all the time?"

He laughed lightly. "Yup!"

"And no one cares?"

"Well, England will give me some crap about from time to time but besides from that, no."

Natalia sighed again and took another sip of her coffee. "So what are we going to do today?"

Alfred looked up from his paper and smirked. Then she came to a realization that Alfred might've had this all planned out. He was a lot smarter than she had thought. Maybe he wasn't such a bad guy,