First of all- I AM SOOOOO SORRY for not posting in about two weeks, you must have all given up- but no fear- it's here! Ooooo that rhymes...

It has been a really busy couple of weeks for me, all of my teachers suddenly decided to give MOUNTAINS of homework and that made everyone be like 'ARRGGHHHH' *stress*

So yeah... here's chapter cinq :D Will start writing chapter 6 after I've done some more work :) Enjoy!

Hugs and English Tea x

I wake up first. I'm lying facing out, towards the wall- I hadn't taken in my surroundings last night... I was busy. The walls are a sophisticated cream colour. There is a small chest of drawers and an armchair in the corner- it has a pair of jeans with a belt over the back of it. It is a small room, but cosy. I smile suddenly, realising his arm is holding my waist from behind, his hand on my stomach. I can feel his heavy, sleepy breathing on the back of my head, caressing my hair. I feel that I am his, and he is mine. We are together, and I don't want it to end.

Very carefully I take his arm and slide myself out from his grasp, moving very slowly so as not to wake him. I grab his dressing gown from the back of the door, put it on, and make my way into the kitchen. I take a glass from a cupboard and pour myself some juice. I look over to the island, where two glasses of wine are sitting- so much for that drink.

I'm leaning against the island with my back to the room when I hear a door open and close again. I turn to see that Tom has woken. He's had to put on some shorts because I've stolen his dressing gown. I put on my face of mock guilt, and he laughs, walking across the room. I put my glass down and come round to the other side of the island, hoisting myself up so I'm sitting on the worktop.

'Morning sweetheart,' he says as he reaches me, taking me hands and holding them in both of his.

'Hello,' I say back, smiling.

He leans forward and kisses me softly. I feel him nudge me knees apart so he can get closer to me. I pull back after a few seconds, plant a quick kiss on his cheek, and jump down from the counter.

'I'm doing breakfast this morning, because, in a way, you did dinner last night,' I say to him, walking back round towards the cupboards- I start looking for something to eat- I'm starving.

'No you don't have to do that- my treat hasn't ended yet- lets go out for breakfast,' he says back to me.

'Okay, but next time I'm cooking,' I reply. I find some kind of cereal bar, take one and move off back towards the bedroom. As I go past him I grin at him, a quarter way through the cereal bar. 'I'll just go shower,' I call behind me.

xxx

He's treating me like a grandparent treats their grandchild. He's taking me to restaurants, paying for everything, and just generally being amazing. I have totally fallen for him, and by the way he's spoiling me, it looks as though he has fallen for me too. I feel as though we fit together perfectly.

xxx

'Tom?' I ask, as I come out of his bedroom one morning.

'What's up honey?' he says, not looking up from reading the newspaper at the island.

'I was just wondering... if you should meet my parents. We've been together for months now and we still haven't met each other's families- I just wanted to know what you thought,' I say.

He looks up now, obviously giving the suggestion some thought. He gets up and moves around the island to lean against it. I just stand there, waiting for his answer.

'I see your point. So, what, you're gonna ask your parents to invite me to dinner or something?' he says eventually.

'Yeah, that's the plan- only if you want to of course,' I add.

'Yeah that's fine with me,' he replies.

'Ok, cool- well how about tomorrow night? I can give them a call later,' I say.

'Sure- now, what are we going to do today my sweetheart?' he grinning at me and kissing me softly.