Dreams (Matt Smith fanfiction)

Morning Matthew....

I was awoken by a loud buzzing noise by my bed. My eyes where blury, I was in a gaze, what is it now?

The bright morning sunlight burned my eyes, it was only after this I realised id been awoken by the noise of my phone ringing.

I quickly checked the time, 7:30....seriously? whos gonna be calling me at this time? Actualy, thats a stupid question, I knew who it was.

I could just make out what my phone screen said, i automaticly knew it was Matt, so i answerd it.

I growned, phone up to my ear, half asleep, lieing in bed.

"Matt, its half past seven in the morning!"

"so?"

"so im tired!"

"so?"

"ugh, what is it Matt?"

"um, can I come over to your trialer and use your phone charger? mines run out of battery"

I paused for a second..

"your calling me on your phone?"

"um, er, i meant my other phone" I said quickly

"you dont have another phone?!"

I could hear him through the phone, muttering, trying to think of something to say.

"you just wanna come over, dont you?"

"yeah" He replyed.

"ugh, just come, the doors unlocked"

"thank you!" He then hung up, but I didnt get out of bed, I was way to tired.

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A while later, I herd my trailer door open, and Matt's footsteps trding inside, then I herd him swing open my bedroom door.

"MORNING!" He shouted. I just growned in response, tucked under the covers.

"I SAID, GOODMORNING!" He called, again, I didnt answer.

I then herd him walk over, and turn the kettle on, doing many other vairious things, whilst singing, extreamly loudly, probably to annoy me.

He then walked into my room, and just stood there, but i didnt open my eyes.

"what?" I asked.

No answer,

"Matt?"

I then opend my eyes to see him, and then, he threw a massive pillow at my face.

"I hate you!" I growned, of course, I didnt realy mean it.

Matt then burst into laughter.

"come on, get outta bed, i got you toast!" He said, I then realised he actually was holding two plates, both with a few slices of toast on. So he wasn't kidding?

I immediately sat up, and looked at him, confused.

"toast?"

"yeah!"

"w..where did you get toast from? I havent got anything in"

"never you mind that!" He told me.

"come on, up, before it gets cold!" he orderd.

I letout a slight moan. "Cant we just have it here?"

"on your bed?"

"yeah"