Chapter 17

The sound of a door banging woke Dwayne up with a start; he looks around him rubbing his eyes. He looked at his watch 2pm he must have fallen asleep. Dwayne hears a bag being thrown down on the floor and a bunch of keys being put down. Chris walks through the door to the lounge where Dwayne is and slumps down on the couch next to him.

"Hey, Remind me to re-hide me keys when you leave wont you" Chris says as he leans back into the cushions and closes his eyes.

"Sorry, I can go stay in a motel or something if you want me too, I just didn't know where else to go" Dwayne says watching Chris. Chris sits up and looks over to him

"Don't worry, I'm just ribbing you. I don't mind honest but seriously you have to talk to Stephanie. She has rung my cell phone at least 50 times since I left the arena" Chris says "Do you want to talk about it yet?" He asks, he goes to the fridge and gets out two beers, one for each of them and chucks one to Dwayne.

"Not really, I just need some time. I cant speak to her right now, I don't want to say anything I'll regret" Dwayne says staring at the bottle of beer, lost in thought.

"If your not going to drink that then give it to me!" Chris laughs, Dwayne nods his head and smiles, opening the bottle and taking a long drink from it. "Pizza ok for you? I can't be bothered to do anything else right now," Chris says grabbing the phone and calling up Domino's. Dwayne nods his head.

"Hi, I'd like to order the two biggest pizza's you have with everything on them and a side order of.everything you got....Ok, charge it to Irvine, yeh it's me again..so your gunna tell me how much pizza I can eat in a week are ya.. haha ok, 10 minutes, ok thanks.bye" Chris laughs as he hangs up the phone "Is it really unhealthy for a man to eat 10 pizzas a week, I don't think it is!" Chris says grinning; he was his local pizza places best customer.

"Well I eat about 18 dunkin' donuts a day and I'm fine, Steph always tells me I eat too many of them" Dwayne says smiling to himself. The phone rings, Chris picks it up.

"Chris here...Oh right hi, wait a minute" Chris says, he looks at Dwayne before quickly walking into his room and closing the door so Dwayne cant hear his conversation. Dwayne strains his ears, desperate to know who was on the phone and why Chris didn't want him listening in. There is a knock on the door; the pizza has arrived. Dwayne takes it through to the kitchen just as Chris walks out of his room. He puts the phone back on the hook and grabs a box and walks back into the lounge with it.

"Forget the plates and all that shit D, when you eat at my house you don't use all that stuff. This way I don't have to wash up anything" Chris says as he starts stuffing his face with pizza, chicken wings, spare ribs, onion rings and crusty bread.

"You are such a lazy ass Chris and why the hell did you get so much!" Dwayne says as he sits into the armchair and takes some food.

"You do want some breakfast don't you..well here it is your looking at it. It saves ordering another pizza in the morning" Chris says handing him another beer.

"You eat this stuff for breakfast too, are you telling me you order it in the morning and they bring it to you!?" Dwayne laughs, shocked at Chris's strange eating habits.

"Of course, they will deliver 24 hours a day to me, I'm there best customer" Chris grins, Dwayne rolls his eyes, he knew Chris loved pizza but that was just ridiculous!

Once they were both full Chris pilled the leftovers into the fridge, he walked into the bedroom and got Dwayne some pillows and a duvet.

"The sofa is a bed thingy, don't ask how it works cos I have no idea. You'll figure it out, I'm off to bed now. I'll see you in the morning D" Chris says, he pats Dwayne on the back and heads to his room. Dwayne carries on watching the TV before getting up and trying to figure out how to pull the bed out. He finally gets it sorted and it looks stable enough to sleep on. He pulls off his t-shirt and kicks off his shoes and climbs into the bed, it doesn't take very long for him to fall asleep.