A/N: As requested by Andrewleepotts. Just to let you all know, it is linked to the last chapter. I hope you'll enjoy it.

Something Unusual

Triumphantly, Emily held the box of chocolates aloft.

"Oh, you even got some filled with strawberry! They're my favourites!" Emily yelled to Matt.

"I know, Emily, that's why I got them," Matt said from the doorway, surprising Emily as she hadn't heard him enter the room.

"Matt," she muttered reproachfully, "you gave me a fright."

"Sorry," he replied with an easy smile.

Emily accepted his apology and turned back to investigating what flavour chocolates Matt's selection box contained.

Brow furrowed, Matt got onto his knees beside her, and looked under the bed. He couldn't believe Emily hadn't found the bottle of cherry flavoured liqueur he'd hidden under the bed with the chocolates. He'd intended to surprise her with a late night feast, a treat of sorts; but, somehow, the bottle he'd stashed had disappeared.

"Emily, you didn't by any chance, see a bottle under here, did you?"

Emily looked up. "Oh, you mean this?" In her hand was the exact bottle Matt had bought from the supermarket and smuggled into the flat, except it was already half empty. "I was curious," Emily admitted, noticing where his prolonged gaze lay.

"So I see…" After a brief pause Matt looked back up at Emily's beautiful face. "I bought it for you, so don't worry about it."

"Thank you, Matt! It's delicious!" And she took another swig from the bottle, giggling at Matt's shocked expression.

In the space of five minutes the bottle was empty and Matt was watching with amusement as the alcohol went straight to Emily's head. Unused to drinking, Emily was the biggest lightweight Matt had ever seen. She was drunk in minutes. She was swaying slightly, blurting out every thought that entered her head, and refused to stop smiling at him.

"You're so sweet, Matthew," she slurred, reverting to using his full name.

"I think you're only saying that because you're inebriated," Matt tried to tell her.

"No!" Emily exclaimed, lunging forwards and landing with her face in Matt's lap.

Beginning to feel uncomfortable, Matt sighed with relief when she rolled over and stared up at him.

"I mean it," she murmured incoherently. "I-" Then Emily stopped talking and gazed almost unseeingly. "You have such beautiful eyes…"

"Er, thanks, I guess," Matt replied awkwardly.

Whilst Matt tried to think what to do with Emily, she continued talking, believing he was listening to her. It came as quite a shock to Matt when Emily suddenly stopped talking.

He looked down and shook her, fearing the worst. Her eyes were closed and her breathing slow, but she had only fallen asleep. Emily's eyes opened and, without warning, her hands sprang to Matt's neck, rightly gripping his collar, and pulling his face down to her own. She kissed him whilst Matt was frozen with shock. After a few seconds, Emily's hands fell back to her side and her head lolled as she fell back into sleep.

Matt gulped, trying to wet his throat, and took Emily into his arms, easily lifting her slim form, and tucked her into bed to sleep off the effects of the alcohol.

He worried, however, over how much Emily would remember when she woke up.

When Emily woke up, she was incredibly confused. Not only did she have no memories of going to bed, but she couldn't remember anything since returning to the flat after her first driving lesson.

She had a strange feeling that she had done something to embarrass herself though.

Groaning at the slight headache that was troubling her, Emily threw back the covers and wondered why she hadn't changed into some pyjamas when she had gone to bed. She shook her head at her stupidity and wandered through to the kitchen where Matt leant against the counter with his usual cup of coffee.

Emily's suspicion was confirmed when he looked at her and then glanced away, his cheeks tinged red.

Clearing her throat, Emily asked, "Did something unusual happen yesterday, Matt?"

"No," Matt answered. "I just gave you the chocolates but you were feeling tired so you went to bed. You must have fallen asleep before you could change."

Emily nodded, accepting his story without further thought whilst Matt relaxed slightly, glad it was finally over. He was sure to never buy her alcohol again though.

A/N: So what did you think?