"Did that really, really happen?" I ask him once again, he nodded. "Protected don't worry." He tells me, I feel a bit better.

That just doesn't seem like something I'd do very often. "Well let's have a mini party." David suggested, I nodded.

"I'm going upstairs, I'll be back in a minute." I say, going upstairs I find my polaroids and connect it to the processor. It is going to take a while.

I put a pair of slim jeans on and I left my top on. I go downstairs and David is on the phone, ordering pizza. "Yeah, alright thanks. Pizza is in 10." He says.

"Yes!" I say jumping onto him , he puts me into the most awkward position. "Really?" I say, he nods. Lifting me up my back was bent, "Thank you." I smiled, as he let me down. I got his Ziggy album and played it.

We dance along to it, the doorbell interrupting us. He went to the door and brought it in, it was a cheese and pepperoni one. I could only eat one piece, and he ate two.

Then we got the Aladdin Sane one, dancing to Aladdin Sane in a informal formal dance.

We got drunk, partied hard enough for the whole of the queens family.