Eddie's P.O.V
I decide to follow Emma into the kitchen and help her make the pizza.
Except,she won't let me.
And now she's saying something about being an independent woman who need no man.
Honestly,she's so dramatic and ridiculous sometimes.
I gave up on arguing with her since there's no point.
So I'm just sitting on a chair and watching her make the pizza and talking with her.
"I seriously don't understand why you don't let me help"
She sighs
"I already told you Eddie."
I raise an eyebrow.
"You said something that makes no sense and that isn't a normal answer at all".
She just shrugs and continues making the pizza.
I sigh.
"Can you at least tell me when the pizza will be done?"
She nods.
"Yeah,I can do that. It'll take awhile".
Great...
Emma's P.O.V
I'm done with making the pizza and I put it in the oven.
I spot the leftover flour and get an idea...
I take a bowl and grab the flour in it.
I sneak behind Eddie, who's doing something on his laptop, and dump the flour over his head.
"What the Hell?!"
His face is hilarious.
I can't help but laugh.
He doesn't look amused.
Which is understandable.
He suddenly smirks, gets up and grabs the bag with flour.
Knowing what'll happen next,I try to escape but to no avail.
He dumps a bunch of it on my head.
"This means war,Brock!"
I take flour and throw it at his face.
I have no regrets.
Even though I know he'll have his revenge.
He does get his revenge,by dumping almost half of the bag over me.
I shriek and run away from him
"You'll never take me alive!"
I say dramatically and then trip over something and fall on my face.
I can hear Eddie giggling.
I decide to throw a pillow at him.
It hits him right in the face,because he's too busy giggling to notice the pillow flying towards him.
We spend the next 10 minutes running around,trying to avoid getting hit, and throwing flour at each other.
We do eventually run out of flour.
Which is a shame,because this was fun.
Eddie seems to think so too,because,I can see he cheered up and that he's in a better mood.
Not a lot better,just a litle bit,but...
At least he's feeling better.
Eddie looks around and winces.
"This is a huge mess. It'll take us ages to clean it up.
I nod.
"Yeah...
And,we need to shower first. You go,I'll go after you. I'll start cleaning while you shower."
He nods and leaves to shower.
When he comes back,around 10 minutes later,I already cleaned up a lot of it.
I'm fast at cleaning.
And,right now,that's a really good thing.
*few hours later,around 7 pm*
We ate the pizza and drank some juice.
After we cleaned it all up,of course.
We've spend the entire afternoon watching movies,which was great.
Eddie really does seem like he's in a better mood,which I'm glad about.
But,I do have one more idea on how to cheer him up even more.
"Hey,Ed,what do you say we go for a ride on your bike? Could be fun."
He looks at me surprised.
"Aren't you kinda afraid of driving on a motorcycle?"
Well...
I am...
"Well,perhaps it's time I've faced my fear."
He grins.
"Well okay then. We'll do it."
I grin back
"Shall we go then,Ed?"
He gets up and takes the bike keys and a helmets,placing it in my hands.
"We shall."
I give the helmet back to him.
"You should wear it,not me. You're the driver. Don't even bother to argue."
He sighs and looks done with me.
"Fine."
With that,he leaves to his bike.
I follow him,making sure to lock the apartment door before leaving.
When I get there,he's already sitting on his bike with his helmet on his head.
I sit behind him and hold on to him.
I admit,I'm kinda scared.
But it'll be fine.
He starts his bike and drives off.
"Do tell,where would you like to go
Or you don't mind if we just drive around?"
I go to reply when suddenly some car crashes into us.
I fly of the bike and hit my head in something,I don't know what.
I guess I was wrong when I thought everything will be fine.
It all becomes black as I fall unconscious.