Eric blushes from the kiss and drives Amelia to her flat. He parked her car just outside her flat and got off. "It looks beautiful," he said as he gets the chicken from the backseat, "what kind of movie do you want to watch? You can choose any movie except for Frozen."
(I can't blame you. I would have done the same)
Amelia smiles, "How about Finding Nemo?"
"Sounds good to me," Eric said smiling back.
Opens the door to her studio flat. "It's kinda messy…."
Eric walked in and saw the mess, "It's only a small mess. Nothing to worry about."
"Go get yourself comfortable on the couch and I'll get the movie ready.", Amelia said closing the door to the flat.
Eric sat down on the couch and set the food down on the little table. He waited for Amelia to set up the movie.
Amelia got the movie started and flopped down next to Eric. She raised her lemonade, "Toasts…to the chicken who made us some delicious chicken!" Amelia laughed. "Oh wait!", she ran into the kitchen and came back with vodka and poured some into her lemonade. "I'm feeling risky tonight…You want any?"
Eric looked over at Amelia, "I don't drink. And that vodka lemonade dosen't sound too good." He grabs a paper plate and places a drumstick along with a wong on his plate, "I always like the drumstick and the wing of the chicken." Eric looked back at Amelia to see what she was doing.
Amelia shrugged. She had been drinking ever since her best friend had committed suicide 6 months ago. She stared blankly at the wall. "Oh right.", she dug in just taking a piece of chicken and eating it. There was a hoodie on the couch and she put it on. It was her favorite hoodie. She drank and watched the movie.
"Why do you drink?" Eric asked wondering, "everyone does something for a reason? Are you stressed?" He pauses the movie and pulls Amelia closer to him, "Listen, if you don't want to talk about it that's fine. I think you would feel better for yourself if you told someone." He didn't know why he cared why Amelia is drinking.
Amelia puts the drink down and starts to cry, "M-My b-best f-friend commited suicide 6 months ago……I-If I was only paying attention more….Maybe I could've saved her but no. I was to selfish and was focused on finishing a painting that was supposed to be in a museum…" Touches her hoodie and says softly, "We used to live together here….this was actually her hoodie. It's the fact that the painting that I was so focused on is torn up because I got so upset when I heard the news she was dead. The painting…..was only a thing….s-she was like my sister."
Eric didn't know what to say to Amelia for a few seconds. He hugs her and holds her close, "I'll tell you something I never told anyone." Eric cleared his throat and says calmly, "I grew up with parents that never cared about me. They would always say how much of a failure I was, even if I was doing what they told me." He started to tear up a little, "T-T-Then one day, they just left me on the streets… I had no where to go… no one to turn to… all I had was the clothes on my back…. After I became 18… I legally changed my name… because I don't want to remeber… them. I changed my first name to Eric, but I left my lastname blank…"
Amelia nuzzled into his chest, "I'm so sorry….." Then, she got an idea. "Do you wanna have my last name?!"
"It's fine. You don't need to do that," Eric said as he wipes Amelia's tears away, "I'll stay here for a few days to help you feel better."
Amelia looks at him, "Really….you would do that for me?"
"Yea. But on one condition, you have to stop drinking" Eric said as he takes the vodka lemonade away from Amelia
Amelia rolled her eyes, "Ugh….fine."
Eric smiles as he plays the movie, "If you want, I can sleep with you in your bed." He realized what he said and tried to clear up what he meant, "W-What I mean is that we share your bed! I'll take one side a-and you take the other side!"
Amelia smiled and kissed him, "I like your idea."
Eric blushes from the kiss and tries to hide it, "T-Thanks…"
She cuddled with him for the rest of the movie.
"Do we have time to watch another movie?" Eric asks as he looks over to see if Amelia was still awake.
Amelia was asleep in his arms, peacefully sleeping.
Eric stands up and lifts her to her bedroom. He gently lays her down on her bed and heads back to clean the mess they left. He came back and laid down next to her as he pulls a blanket over Amelia.
Amelia leaned into him
Eric softly kisses her as he drifts to sleep
Amelia woke up the next morning with Eric besides her still asleep. She smiled and got up. Amelia took a shower and got dressed for the day. She was wearing a black blouse with white leggings. Amelia started making waffles.
Eric woke up and got himself dressed by wearing a tie-dye shirt, a pair of cargo shorts, and the same gray jacket he wore. He thought he was at a hotel and everything that happened was a dream. "What a crazy dream…" he said in a tired tone. Eric walks out of the room and into the kitchen to make himself some breakfast but saw Amelia, "I guess everything that happened yesterday wasn't a dream."
Amelia had just finished making the waffles and put them down on the table. She noticed Eric and smiled, "Did you have a good night sleep?"
