Chapter 4

Raven's POV

I opened my eyes slowly. There was something quite heavy around me but I sighed as I looked over to see it was just Claude's arms and legs wrapped tightly around me.

I carefully pulled apart, making sure not to wake him up.

He grunted in his sleep as I placed his head gently on his pillow instead of it resting on my chest.

I didn't have the heart to wake him up when he slept so soundly like this.

With a final glance at the sleeping Claude, I left to get a shower. Before I exited my room, I grabbed my undergarments, a black t shirt and denim shorts. It might be a little tight on me now that I've grown and I haven't worn anything out of my old wardrobe.

I took them and went to the bathroom, closing the door behind me.

Then I turned on the shower, taking off my clothes while waiting for the water to warm up.

When it did, I stepped in washing my hair first. It had gotten so long that it reached below my waist now.

Ever since my parents had died, I never once bothered to cut it.

Because I didn't have any toiletries of my own in this house, I had to use Mrs Reaper's coconut scented shampoo. I usually use a cherry scented one.

My body wash was a cherry scented on as well. But this one was a plain 2 in 1 body wash and shower gel.

I heard a knock on the door followed by a 'Simmons, you in here?' It was obvious that it was Claude.

'Come in, the door's unlocked.'

'Are you sure?' He asked in disbelief.

'Yeah, why not? My shower's over anyway.' I replied calmly and soon after, Claude had opened the door, came in and closed it again.

The first thing he did was take a look at me and try and hide the red glowing on his cheeks. 'Uhhh, I came here to shave...' He finally said, trying to avoid looking at me but a grin was visible on his face.

I could see the tiny stubble growing against his jawline and smiled 'But you look cute with stubble, Claude.'

'Should I grow it out, then?'

'No. Go shave.' I said straight, stepping back out of the shower and wrapping a towel around myself, much to his dismay.

'Alright,' he sighs as I put on my clothes. I was right when I said that it would be tight because the clothes outlined my figure a bit too much. 'I seriously need to buy new clothes.'

'Don't worry, babes,' Claude teased, binding my waist with his free arm 'These clothes are fine,'

I raise my brow.

'Fine, we'll go shopping later but right now...' He leans down and starts to kiss my neck and I can smell the aftershave on him 'Let me just appreciate what a delicious body my girlfriend has...'

'Stop,' I struck his nose gently 'Not now. I'm hungry.'

He moaned, tightening his grip around my waist before letting me go. I smile, kissing his freshly shaven cheek and leave the bathroom.

My hair was still damp as I rushed down the stairs. 'Good morning,' I greet Mrs Helstonwho's just about to leave the house 'Where're you going?'

'Work,' she answered, giving me a warm smile. 'You don't have to stay at the house, you know,'

'Yeah, I know. Claude's taking me shopping.'

'Oh, that's nice. Make sure he gets you what you want.' She teases before closing the front door.

Oh I will.

I go to the kitchen and tost some bread, butter them and start to eat them on the spot without getting a plate or anything.

'Hey,' Claude said, sitting himself on the kitchen counter, wearing the same black t shirt I'm wearing. It's tight on him as well so it hugs against his skin, perfectly detailing all the abs on his stomach. I forgot that Mrs Helston used to buy us matching clothes.

It used to be so annoying and embarrassing before but now I think it's cute that we're a couple and we wear the same looking clothes.

I finish off the last slice, licking my fingers.

'You want to go now?' He asks, with a pastry in his hand he probably got from the pantry.

I nod, going to find my shoes and wearing a denim cardigan over my black top. 'Come on then, let's go,'

He wears his black converses and doesn't bother to take a jacket as we head out of the house.

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'How about this one?' I pose, holding the dress against my chest.

Claude squints 'Nah, it doesn't suit you.'

'Then which one does?!' I complain, picking up all the clothes I had thrown on the floor of the shop.

He gets up, walking to a display and returning slowly after with a bunch of hangers with clothes dangling off them 'How about these?'

He hands me a plain gray top, its sleeves were netted.

I went to the fitting room to try it on, then spun around in front of the mirror a couple of time before coming back out.

I strut back and forth, Claude, who's sitting on one of the benches starts to clap his hands like I'm in a fashion show 'Bravo! Gorgeous! It's magnificent!! Can we buy it now?'

So I go back to the fitting room and put my own clothes on, fixing the top back on the hanger. I take it back to Claude, checking the price tag first and gulping. He gives me a suspicious look while I say 'Good thing you're buying this,' I hand it to him.

He, too, looks at the price tag and his face goes pale 'For a top? I could buy a car with this price!!' He yells but then adds 'But you look good in it so I'll buy it,' and I grin widely.

We buy the top and add the shopping bag to the seven we already have from other shops 'Wow, you're bleeding me dry,' he comments.

'Who said being my boyfriend was easy?' I snigger, adjusting  the way I held the shopping bags.

He holds my waist, bags still in his hand and hisses at a clerk that had been eyeing me. The poor guy backs away behind a display out of fear.

'Where do you want to go now, my sweet?' His voice a tease.

'More shopping?'

His flirtatious tone changes to an irritated one 'Please no more shopping!' He begs and a laugh. Suddenly, his eyes light up 'Wait! I completely forgot! I haven't even asked you out on a date yet!'

'Oh yeah!' I remember 'Come to think of it, you haven't. That doesn't make you my official boyfriend yet.'

'Then stop right there,' he orders me and I follow. He places all the shopping bags he's holding on the floor and kneels down dramatically on one knee 'Raven Simmons, you amazing woman. Will you have the honour as to come on a date with me to...'

'A Restaurant!' I squeal excitedly.

'Yes a restaurant, where we both will eat at our hearts content until my wallet is completely empty.' He grins in this silly way.

'Oh yes, Claude Octavius Helston, I will! Just so long as you buy me dessert as well.' (A/N Yeah Claude's middle name is Octavius and it's also what he names his cat)

'But of course, my fair lady,' he over exaggerates, 'You will be dining on the finest of foods!'

People are staring at us now but neither of us seem to mind.

He gets up from where he's crouching, picking up the bags with him 'So just want to go to KFC or something?' He whispers in my ear 'That's all I have money for I'm afraid.'

I laugh 'Yeah, that's fine.'

So he takes me to the nearest KFC and we order a family bucket of chicken just for us two.

'Mmmm,' I take another bite of chicken . 'This is good.' I look over to the bucket and see one chicken is left, I reach out to it but so does Claude 'Oh no you don't,'

We fight over the last price of chicken. 'It's mine, bitch, I played for it!!' He yelled

'No you fa tass!! I want it!!' I yell back at him. I snatch the the drumstick out of his hand and violently rip off the meat with my teeth.

'You'll pay for this!' He says bitterly glaring at me.

'Whatever,' I roll my eyes.

He ceases me by the waist, abrubtly spinning me around to face him. He then aggressively slammed his lips on mine. His hand supports the back of my neck, as he presses more harshly.

I sense a few people turn around and others muttering in disgust.

He separates again, that cold look still on his face 'Don't ever steal my chicken wings,' he says in a low voice.

My cheeks are burning 'People were staring...' I mutter, furrowing my brows.

'So?' His lips curl into a smirk, he places his hand on my thigh under the table. 'We're not bothering anyone right?'

(A/N Chicken is very important to Claude. I was planning on some kind of Lady and the Tramp thing but it turned into Chicken and the Claude. Also by now Claude is broke. Poor Claude.
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