A/N: I'm not really very happy with this Chapter I feel it doesn't do much plot wise, it's a little wishy washy, but if i keep rewriting it, i will never post. On a more positive note thank you to everyone who keeps reading, reviewing, following and favouriting. I want to mention a few special shoutouts to Peddielover101, LilyD, TysonRoarPeddieRocks13, HoAMR, Sevendevils7 and cloudywithachanceofpeddie.
"You know exactly what I want Eddie! If you want the bed then you can have it." My sarcasm becoming ever more present. I turn on my heal and walk towards the door, it was in that moment that Eddie decided to pipe up "Where are you going now?" I turn and looked directly into Eddie's baby blues and study his reaction. He looked concerned. "Well I was going to get a blanket, from the store cupboard…" I was turning away reaching for the door handle again.
"Wait Patricia, look you can have the bed." At that moment I believed there was some decency to this man, but then he open his mouth and all affability was gone, "Well we can share the bed…"
"Are you out of your mind? Share a bed, with you!" I was shouting now this would surely raise more than a little suspicion throughout the house.
I could feel Eddie's hand touching the small of my back, like he was trying to reassure me. He then slowly moved his hand and placed his index finger under my chin, lifting my face so he could look me directly in my eyes, "Would it really be so bad." I guessed I was in no position to be arguing, Eddie was being reasonable "Fine, we can share."
"Good and I trust you won't try and touch me during the night. I know how irresistible I am." It was there again that hint of cockiness, this was a side to Eddie I was rapidly growing to dislike.
"You're an arrogant arse, do you know that." I made sure Eddie was looking directly into my eyes when I said that. I couldn't deny that Eddie was attractive but I wasn't going to let his ego know that. It was in that moment; Alfie popped his head round the door, to ask if we were okay and whether Eddie needed a change of clothes. To which Eddie agreed and Alfie left only to return moments later with some of his old tracksuit bottoms, and an alien t-shirt. A shirt which Eddie refused to wear, as he said it made him look mentally ill. It was not as if anyone could see him, but it was his choice whether he wore the shirt or not. I hesitate for a second, my eyes fixed on Eddie as he stripped down to his boxers, sliding the jogging bottoms over his perfectly formed arse. Eddie instantly noticed me staring "See something you like…" He really was full of himself, "No" my reply sharp, cold. I turn away from Eddie reaching for my own pyjamas; I however have to leave because I'm not as body confident as Eddie. I also believe in not showing a man I have known less than twelve hours, what really lies underneath all of my clothes. When I return, Eddie has made himself comfortable in my bed, splayed out, so I have no room to sleep myself. Is he trying to push all my buttons? Giving Eddie a quick nudge, I was able to make enough room to slip into the bed next to him. We both lay there in awkward silence until I gradually fell into a deep sleep.
Morning came, with the sun beaming through the curtains and heat radiating through my body, which was something I wasn't used to but then I remembered Eddie was sleeping in here with me. It was in that relaxed moment I felt some arms cling tighter around my waist. My eyes shot open; I was clung to Eddie in a snug embrace with my head nestled in the crock of my neck. He had his strong toned arms around me and he was pulling me as close as possible. I sat in this position for a moment before remembering the deal that I had made and I quickly broke away feeling the cold instantly. I left the room before Eddie could say anything, taking my towel and phone with me to the bathroom. I made a quick text before stepping in the coldest shower I had ever experience. I let the cold run down my body as I my mind drifted off with images of Eddie half naked figure. He was god like, muscular arms, toned abs and strikingly blue eyes, beautiful even, but my mind was not allowed to wonder like this, after a week he'd be gone from my life and this deal would be a blip in my whole existence. After a painfully cold shower, I went back to my room to find Eddie already dressed in yesterday clothes.
"Look Patricia, I have to go I have work, but…" Eddie was unable to finish his sentence; instead he reached out and grabbed my phone from my hand, both our hands touching slightly sending a rush of heat through my body. He was typing something into my phone, I watched as he concentrated at what he was doing on the screen. Then he looked up gave me a cheeky wink and handed back my phone. "See you later, Patricia." My mind had become hazy, I rushed through my contacts, looking at the E's but his name wasn't there. I was so sure he was typing something into my phone, so I went through my text messages instead, still nothing. So I scrolled one last time through my contacts, then i found it he had typed his name so thatn he was near the bottom of my contacts under the name THE BEST BOYFRIEND YOU'LL EVER HAVE! This seemed to be typical of Eddie, the cocky nature. I guess I will have to become accustomed to it. As i still have to put up with him for six more days.
I got dressed quickly and headed out before the rest of the household was up. I left the house and headed to the pub, where I agreed to meet some friends. It was Sunday and the pub always did a good fry up. Not to my surprise Mara, Joy and Amber were already here, sitting on the table closest to the food. I hurried over and joined them, my stomach doing flips; I wasn't really sure how to talk about this.
Joy was the first to break the silence "So Patricia, you called us all here because…."
"Well, you see, I may have done something beyond stupid…"
"You always do stupid things, what is it this time?" I had to admit Amber's dig hurt a little.
"Amber" At least I knew Mara had my best interests at heart.
"Look, my parents are visiting for a week and well I didn't want them to think my lift was, well you know, a failure so I paid a guy to pretend to be my boyfriend."
"Patricia" all three calling out in unison but it was Joy who was the first to ask questions "Which guy?"
"Some American guy, Eddie Miller..."
"OMG Eddie Miller, you don't want to be getting involved with him!" All three of them, looked at me in horror. What had I done?