After three games, 68 strikes, 122 spares, a few litres of beer, and three baskets of fries, it was time for the rest of the people to head off. We said our goodbyes and watched them leave. Will and I turned back to the front desk and asked for another game. I still wasn't 100% certain I wanted to play seeing as Will's average for the night was around 260.

I knew I was going to make a total fool of myself, even with the bumpers up. I didn't know where to aim the ball, and if memory served me correctly my bowling ball would go extremely slowly down the lane. But I decided to suck it all up, because Will wanted to play, he wanted to teach me to play, and it was his birthday weekend, so what he wanted we did- my decision not his.

"Okay so the first thing you need to do is pick a ball," Will said as we walked back over to our lane after getting me a pair of shoes.

"What am I looking for?"

"Just one you feel comfortable with. Not too heavy, not too light, and one that releases from your grip easily enough. Just pick one you like and I'll tell you if it's good for you."

"Okay," I said as I walked over to racks of balls behind the lanes. I picked a ball out and it seemed suitable and I met the specifications Will had said were best, and although I had a fair idea it was good enough, I knew Will's approval was still needed. I walked back to him holding the bowling ball with my fingers in the holes. "This good?" I asked as I reached him.

"Pink?"

"I wouldn't usually pick pink, but the blue ones were too big for my fingers."

"Yeah I bet that was the case," he said a bit sarcastically, but with a chuckle too.

"It was…Do you want me to show you?"

"No I believe you. Now give me a look," I wasn't 100% sure that he actually believed me, but that didn't really matter. Will took the weight of the ball by placing his hand at the base of it.

"Slide your fingers out," and I did. "And put them back in." After following his instructions, he placed his hand on top of mine. "You got yourself a good ball there."

"I got myself a good teacher."

"Who?" He asked jokingly as he looked around.

"Oh I don't know," I said as I put the ball down on the thing that brings the balls back.

I had started to improve by the fifth frame, such as most shots didn't hit the bumpers, and I was actually sometimes hitting most of the pins down, and as an added bonus I had surprisingly got a spare…I wasn't good enough or lucky enough to get a strike, unlike Will.

By the end of the game I had three spares and a grand total of 84 points, a personal best for me, so to say the least I was quite proud (as I was surprised to get closer to triple digits rather than single ones). Will on the other hand again for the forth time tonight scored high in the two hundreds.

"You know most people let their girlfriend win," I said as we were leaving the bowling alley.

"We both know neither one of us are 'most people'. And if I let you win, you would've known I had let you win."

After arriving back at Will's place, we just head straight up to the bedroom, realising how late it actually was, who would have known that four games of bowling would take so long, but then again we did have large breaks between each game. Being past midnight we decided to go straight to bed, after a quick roll around.

Waking up and seeing that Will was still asleep, I decided to sneak out of bed and head down stairs to make us both breakfast. I choose to put a little bit more effort in than just two bowls of cereal. Looking in the fridge and seeing some bacon and eggs, I decided to fry some of them up. Over the sound of the bacon cooking I didn't hear Will come down stairs, and I didn't know he was there until I felt an arm wrap around my waist and a few soft kisses go down my neck.

"Good Morning. What did I do to deserve this?"

"I got up and wanted to cook breakfast."

"You really are amazing, you know that?"

"Because I cooked breakfast?" I asked skeptically.

"Among other things," he said as he kissed my cheek, and I turned so we could kiss properly. But before we could get too carried away I pulled away to make sure this didn't turn into a fire hazard.