21.6.23

after the final we went on a little holiday for a week to Monaco which was lovely, and now that were back in Liverpool, we've just had a bit of a rest from all the crazy things that had been happening in the last couple weeks

i sit in my Flat watching some TV, Trent is meant to be coming over tonight and were meant to be going out for dinner

i get a ring on my door, im not expecting anyone so it might be Sofie or Trent, but if it was one of them they both have a key, they wouldn't ring the doorbell

i walk to the door and open it

"oh my shitting hell what the bloody fuck"

"hello chloe"

"Andres how the fuck do you know where i live and why the fuck are you even here"

"the house, very long story, why im here, i just wanted to say hello, can i come in?" he says, his slight spanish accent showing through

"no you cant come in Andres, can you please leave?"

"chloe i wanted to say sorry"

"Andres were over, and nothing will ever change in that statement, im living a much much happier life now without you, ive got a boyfriend better than you ever was and ive got amazing friends and i definitely don't need you so please just fuck off and don't ever show up here again" i shout and slam the door

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"T, can you come over?"

"hey love? are you alright"

"just come, please" i say in a shaky, scared voice

"ill be right there"

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not five minutes later he walks into my flat

"hey chloe? are you all good?"

i run up to him and kiss him

"whats wrong"

"bloody andres showed up at my door"

"how? when??"

"barely an hour ago, and i don't know how he got my fucking address"

"what did he want?"

"dunno, he said he was here to say hello but its clearly not, i told him to fuck off as soon as i saw him"

he holds me tight and kisses the top of my head

"don't worry, if that man shows up at your door one more time, ill deal with him"

i nod

"how about instead of going out we stay and cook dinner together?" he asks

i smile and nod

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we sit there together and watch prison break for some time, before i remember that we hadn't watched the finale of Emily in Paris together

"we didn't watch that last episode of emily in paris did we?"

"nah i don't think so"

"okay we'll watch that then"

"ughhhhhh fine though"

"why do you not like it"

"its shite, emily is actually so annoying"

"alright is it just because she's american?"

"partially- but also Alfie deserves so much better"

"okay i see the prejudice here"

he rolls his eyes as i click on the episode

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"NO- THAT BITCH CAMILLE"

"oh my daysss, this womans just ruined her own wedding- and emily's whole life"

"i wanna cry now" i weep as the credit screen rolls "honestly i can't wait for the next season"

"i can" trent jokes as i pout my lips and he kisses them

"do you want to cook dinner then"

"alright, but ive got nothing in my fridge- sofie's taken it all"

"thats okay i can go to tesco's, just a pick a recipe and ill grab the things"

"oh lets make something from my mum's recipe book that i haven't used for a very long time"

"sure"

i pull out the small book of papers stapled together and have a flick through

"ooh how about alfredo pasta?"

"yeah sure"

i write down the ingredients on a paper and i pass it to him

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he leaves to get the indgrediets while i scroll through tiktok

"honey im home!" he jokes walking in

"these are for you, to make you feel better" he hands me a bouqet of red roses

i smile

i find an empty vase which i fill with water and place the flowers into

we continue to cook our dinner

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"that was some lovely pasta"

"very"

i rest my head on Trent's shoulder

"tired?" he asks

"a bit" i mumble

he shuffles up the sofa and makes me lay my head on his lap

"cutsie" he says as he ruffles my hair and he kisses me

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—notes

kill me

liverpool just lost rn to brighton

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