At Cambridge

A lot of things happened while I was at Cambridge. There were way too many thoughts and feelings and events and to simply note down, so I guess I'll tell the whole story. That's the only way it's going to make sense.
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30. Thirty

Ed has a student knocking on the door at about eight in the morning the next morning. It's a Saturday. I groan and go back to sleep for an hour or so before I feel him sit on the bed beside me Then I remember where I am and why I'm here and that Ed is here too and I feel so happy. Not happy enough to wake up properly though. 

"Who was that?" I mumble, my eyes shut still. 

"Winnie." he says. "She's going away to see her family and she wanted to go over her essay before she left."

"Maybe I should call her and say goodbye." I suggest.

"Daisy, she's leaving for three days, not three years."

"Yeah, you're right. Maybe I should just go back to sleep."

"Are you sure?" he asks. "I just put the kettle on, you could get up and we could watch a film or something."

"Or..." I say, finding his shoulder and pulling him back down next to me, my eyes still closed. "I could just go back to sleep. And so could you."

"I'm awake now."

"Well just lie down and be quiet then."


"Shhh." I hush him and fall asleep again a moment later.

When I wake up, he's not there, so I figure he went downstairs as soon as I fell asleep anyway. I wander downstairs in my pyjamas and his coat because it's freezing and I find him on the sofa eating pancakes, drinking tea and watching Hot Fuzz. 

"You're up." he says, not taking his eyes off the screen. He glances at me briefly and laughs. "And you're wearing my coat."

"Your house is freezing." I say, sitting beside him. I look at the screen. "You could have picked a better Simon Pegg/Nick Frost film."

He stares at me. "This is the best one."

"No it's not." I shake my head. "Shaun of the Dead is the best one."

"Shaun of the Dead may be a close second but Hot Fuzz is hilarious." 

"No, Shaun of the Dead is the best and then Paul is a close second. Hot Fuzz is like third."

"No, no, no, Paul doesn't come into this, Paul isn't part of the Cornetto Trilogy."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"The Cornetto Trilogy. Shaun of the Dead, Hot Fuzz and The Worlds End. Paul only has the same writers, not the same production team."

I stare at him and then we both burst out laughing about the fact that we get into stupid arguments about such stupid things. We like that though, it's interesting that we have things to debate about and have real conversations about. I do think you can find people who are just like you and you can have a strong bond with them but I think it's just as important to have people in your life who you disagree with a lot. That's the thing about Ed, that's something I love so much. We disagree on a lot of things but not about morals and not about important decisions. Something about that makes us work.

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