When I'm With You
Chapter Eight – Bedtime Stories

I woke up the next morning when my alarm clock went off with a massive headache. Even though I had only had about two or so drinks last night, not matter how much I drank, it always had double the effect because of how thin I was. I shuddered underneath the covers as a coldness shot through my body. I reached over to my alarm clock and shut it off before rubbing my eyes, slowly opening them. It was then that I heard a distant moaning that I wasn't used to waking up in the morning. In an instant, I was wide awake and looking around my room suspiciously. I slipped out form underneath my covers and when I stepped out of underneath the covers, I felt something squishy underneath my feet.

I slowly retracted my foot and saw Ian lying on the floor, curled up into a ball with his jacket folded underneath his head and a thin sheet covering his muscled frame. My eyes widened in shock, completely forgetting that he was over last night and didn't have anyway to get home since I had brought him here in my car. He shuffled underneath the sheet and stretched out, hearing a few bones cracking. He opened his eyes, blinking a few times when he looked up at me. A small smile crossed his face when he saw me, completely out of it and hair all over the place. I became embarrassed about my appearance, shying away from him and hiding myself underneath the blankets. His pleasant laugh filled the room as I hid underneath the covers.

"Good morning, sunshine," Ian said as I moaned underneath the blankets. "And I bet you don't look half as bad as I do. At least you had a bed to sleep in."

"Shut up," I said rudely. "I'm not used to having guys like you hanging around my house and sleeping on the floor."

I heard a rustling upon the ground beside the bed and a moment later, the covers were pulled off my body. I curled up into a little ball, hating the fact that he was seeing me like this and the fact that it was absolutely freezing outside of the blankets. I groaned as Ian pushed the covers to the bottom of the bed and pulled at me to get out of the bed. I moaned and struggled like a little child, not wanting to get out of the bed, just wanting to stay there for a little while longer. I hated waking up this early in the morning, especially after I had a few drinks the previous night and feeling the results of it the morning after.

"I'll make you breakfast," Ian said, attempting to get me out of the bed. "There is no way you could refuse that."

"There are a lot of things that I could refuse," I said as he pulled me out of the bed and I collapsed onto the ground in a heap. "Like you trying to get me out of bed!"

Ian laughed and helped me to my feet, wrapping my arms around my body to try and protect myself against the coldness of the morning. I glanced down to my clock to see that it was something ridiculous like four o'clock in the morning. I moaned and walked around the room aimlessly in attempt to find the jumper that I was wearing last night. When I turned around, I saw Ian standing behind me with a playful smile upon his lips and holding out my jumper. I rolled my eyes and took the jumper from him, slipping it over my freezing body.

"Thought you could use some help," he said as I shuffled out of the room towards the kitchen.

"Thanks for nothing," I said, letting out a huff as I turned on the heater against the wall before walking into the kitchen.

"Unless you have any evidence that can prove me wrong," Ian said as he walked to the fridge and began searching it for something unknown. "I think that you're the one that has been doing nothing." I grunted as I turned on the kettle and took some tea bags out of the cupboard above the stove. "Do you have anything nutritious in your fridge?"

I glanced over to the fridge and looked in side, finding nothing much in there since Ian had practically taken everything out of there the night before. I said, "May I remind you that I haven't been here for long and I'm not someone who is going to eat a lot, only what I have to."

"You know that's going to change, right?" Ian said as he found some bacon and eggs, pulling out a loaf of bread while he was at it.

"I do now," I sighed, making some tea for the both of us.

"Besides," Ian said as he went about the kitchen, trying to find the things that he needed to make the breakfast work. "Why do you wake up at such a ridiculous hour of the morning?"

"I have to prepare myself and I haver to be ready for when you lot turn up," I replied, adding a few spoons of sugar to my tea before sipping at it.

"Funny, because I don't wake up until at least six," Ian said, taking out a frying pan and throwing some oil into it before adding the bacon. "You mind doing the toast?"

"How lucky you must be having the privilege of being an actor," I said, taking a long sip of tea to try and help me warm up before putting a few pieces of toast into the toaster.

"That's why we get payed the big bucks," Ian said, attempting to find a plate before pausing and realising what he said, turning to me.

"For waking up at six instead of four?" I said, raising an eyebrow. "How thirty grand an episode doesn't sound bad for waking up a few hours after the rest of us do."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it," Ian said, trying to reach out to me but I waved him away, taking out the toasted pieces of bread.

"Your bacon's burning."

We arrived at the set at around five thirty after I spent a little while in front of the mirror, doing my make-up while Ian teased me. I pulled pinto a parking space closest to the trailers and turned it off, groaning at the fact that my car hardly provided any warmth. I stocked up on my clothes, a few layers to try and keep me warm. Sighing, I went to get out of the car when Ian took hold of my arm and drew me back into the car. I knew something was up because his face stern and tense.

I followed his gaze to two people walking across the car park. I instantly recognised them as Nina and Paul, knowing why Ian had pulled me back into the car. Although Paul's expression was sympathetic, Nina's was harsh and constrained. Her eyes flickered to Ian and her face become even more harsh. I didn't know what was going on between them but I took a wild guess and said it was because Ian was associating himself with me. That he was trying to defied me against Nina's harsh words about my weight.

I pulled myself away from Ian and took a step of the car, Nina and Paul stopping in their tracks as I walked across the car park and across their line of vision. I felt their eyes following me as I walked amongst the trailers to the hair and make up trailer. It didn't take me as long as the day before, but I still got lost along the way. I groaned when I saw Ian standing there, leaning against the door with his arms across his chest. I stood at the bottom of the stairs and looked up to him for a moment, studying each other.

"Get lost?" Ian said lazily.

"Why did you fear them?" I said, letting my eyes rest upon him without the harshness that neither he or Nina possessed moments earlier.

"Fear who?" Ian questioned, his eyebrows furrowing.

"Nina and Paul," I said. "You and Nina looked at each other like you about to tear each other's throats out."

"Things didn't end too well, last night," Ian said, taking a deep breath. "I was trying to defend you but she as adamant that you come under her care so that you could become healthier. I don't think you would've liked being around her harsh words."

"Like yours are any better," I said, walking up the stairs and pushing passed him. He refused to move no matter how many times I tried to push passed. Ian laughed. "Do you mind."

"Not one bit," Ian said with a smile.

"Ughh, your so annoying," I groaned, eventually getting passed him and almost stumbling into the room.

Eamon, Amy and Hannah looked up at me as I stumbled through the door. Eamon was standing by the coat rack, putting his coat upon one of the hangers and managed to turn around to catch me in time. Hannah laughed as Eamon helped me to my feet and let me go to my space by the mirror. I put my things there as Amy turned back to the iPod player and searched through the songs. Hannah swirled aimlessly around in her chair while Eamon took his place upon the couch.

"So I heard you went out with Ian, Nina and Paul last night," Hannah said, flicking her mobile open and closed.

"Word travels fast," I said, taking out a few of my things to start off the day.

"How did it go?" Hannah said as Ian walked into the trailer, stripped off his jacket and hang it upon the coat rack.

Hannah looked between them, Ian and I that is, while Eamon quickly took in what happened between us although I don't think he had the right idea. Ian silently walked across the room and sat in the seat beside me as I pulled out what I needed to work upon his face. I worked as quickly as I coiled so I could get the studying eyes of Hannah and Eamon off me although Hannah drew her eyes back to her mobile to make it look like she wasn't paying any attention to what was going on.

There was always a slight smile upon his face as I applied his make up and I groaned when he wouldn't wipe it off his face. When I finished applying whatever make up to his eyes and my fingers going to his lips, I felt him kiss them slightly as I applied a slight pinkness to them. My eyes narrowed at him as I pulled away. When Amy found a song upon the iPod she was using, I motioned for her to come over to me and do what she could to his hair. I took a step back and sat on the couch beside Eamon. He nudged me with a large smile crossing his face.

"His wearing the same clothes as he was last night," Eamon said softly.

"So?" I questioned just as quietly, glancing over to him when I could.

"They're crinkled, too," Eamon whispered, a slightly playfulness in his voice.

"May I repeat, so?" I said.

"You guys end up doing anything…more," Eamon whispered, a smile spreading across his face.

I hit him playful as we both began to laugh. I shook my head as Ian stood up from his seat, his hair styled and make-up applied. He looked to me as he went to get his coat, eyebrow raised and looking very like Damon. I blushed slightly and looked down to my hands. Ian laughed as he left the trailer, shutting the door behind him. Hannah, the instant he left, shouted, "You so slept with him last night!"