Saturday mornings were never special, until Lizzie starts dating Jonny Goodman and goes to Friday Night Dinner. Saturday mornings which were once for hangovers and the walk of shame, have now become lounging in bed with the love of her life and turn...
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"why does she keep the dresses?" Jonny questions as we're crawled up on the sofa, 27 dresses playing on the TV.
"That's the whole point! The dresses find her love eventually!"
"It's stupid,"
"you know, your mum keeps messaging me about some wedding you said I'd go to,"
"oh shit, sorry,"
"It's cool, it just means my mum's coming down next Saturday to bring me some of mine and her old dresses, if none of them fit we're going shopping"
"ugh!"
"you did this," I remind him, popping some popcorn in my mouth
"but your mum's so..." he trails off
"I know! I had to live with her for 18 years, then me and my brothers go outta their faster than she could say 'but you all said you'd look after me when you were 5'," Jonny laughs
"both our families are a bit crazy,"
"a bit?" I ask, looking up at him "Adam texted me asking if we'd gone to our room last night,"
"dickhead,"
"agreed," we lay there, watching the movie until Jonny starts playing with my hair
"what are you going to do about the job?"
I sigh and bury my face into his chest more "I'll work they're for a bit longer, it's only been three days. If I slowly start dressing more casually, they'll never notice,"
"maybe,"
"now shhh, I just want to stay here and watch rom coms all day,"
"all day...?" Jonny ask and winks suggestively when I look up at him
