Flat Mates – Chapter 7
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday my petite champignon, happy birthday to you." Phil sang, wandering into Samantha's room armed with a tray of breakfast.
"My petite champignon?" Sam questioned.
"Yup." Phil replied proudly.
"You know that champignon means mushroom?" Sam asked.
"Yup."
"I'm not a mushroom."
"I know but it sounded good." Phil replied, handing her a pile of cards the post had brought minutes earlier.
"Thank you." Samantha smiled, sipping her tea.
"And this is from me." He said, produced a small wrapped box from his dressing gown pocket."
"Awww Phil thank you." She smiled, beginning to unwrap it. She opened the box and found an expensive looking necklace.
"Do you like it? It's real white gold." Phil said.
"Awww Phil it's gorgeous. But it must have cost a fortune." Sam replied, taking the necklace out of the box.
"Well, you're my best mate. And I thought about what you have to put up with by living with me."
"Don't be silly Phil, you're not that bad." She smiled. "But thank you, I love it." She added.
"Good, it took me ages to choose it. I had to ask Jo which she thought you'd like best."
"Well you made the right decision. It's gorgeous. Will you put it on for me?" She asked.
"And Phil bought me this gorgeous necklace." Sam said, talking to Jo on the phone. "He said you helped choose it. Thanks."
"That's no problem. I was surprised when he asked me actually, I didn't realise blokes bought jewellery for their best mates, even if they are female."
"Was it expensive?" Sam asked.
"I'm not telling. But put it this way, it wasn't cheap."
"Awww bless him." Sam cooed.
"So what time shall I come over tonight?" Jo asked.
"Well we're meeting the other's at 8 so do you wanna come over about 5 or 6? Whenever you're ready really. We'll send Phil out for the takeaway."
"I heard that!" Phil shouted.
"We'll get the takeaway delivered then." Sam laughed.
"Ok, is it still ok if I stay over? It's just your place is easier to get home to than mine." Jo asked.
"Yeah course, we've got a spare mattress." Sam replied.
"Sam you are going to get drunk tonight aren't you?" Phil asked.
"I dunno yet, maybe." Sam replied, carefully painting her long nails.
"Sam it's your birthday, you have to get drunk. It's the law."
"Well if you insist." Sam grinned. "That's probably Jo." Sam said, hearing the doorbell. "Can you get it, I'm doing my nails?"
"The things I do for you!" Phil joked, letting Jo in.
"Hello birthday girl!" Jo grinned, handing Sam a wrapped box.
"Awww thanks Jo." Sam smiled, hugging her.
Sam began to unwrap the large present. Inside was a hamper full of chocolate. Samantha's eyes widened.
"All my favourites. How did you know?" Sam asked.
"A little help from Phil there." Jo replied. "I hope you're not gonna eat it all at once." Jo added, seeing that Sam was in a dream like state.
"Of course not." Sam replied with a grin.
After they had eaten, Sam and Jo went to the bedroom and started to get ready.
"Here you go ladies." Phil said, coming in with 2 large glasses of wine.
"Does he ever knock?" Jo asked who was in the middle of changing.
"No." Sam replied, taking a glass from Phil. "Thanks."
"I've seen it all before." Phil grinned, closing the door behind him.
"So what else did you get for your birthday?" Jo asked, sitting on the bed with her wine.
"Well my mum and dad are coming round tomorrow. So I don't know what they've got me. My sister bought me a ticket to see Take That in concert next month."
"Take That?" Jo questioned.
"Yeah, I loved them when I was a kid ….. My Nan and Granddad sent me some money and one of my friends from school bought me a cute teddy bear."
"Are you two ready yet?" Phil sighed.
"Sam's just picking some shoes out." Jo said, appearing in the hallway.
"Phil, help me." Sam giggled.
"What?" Phil asked, sitting next to her on the bed.
"Do my shoes up, I can't reach."
"How much have you drunk?" Phil asked, pulling her leg up onto the bed.
"Not much." Sam said, attempting to hide the half empty bottle of vodka.
"Samantha! Have you drunk all of that already?" Phil asked, snatching the bottle from her.
"Jo helped as well." Sam replied, attempting to stand in her high heels.
"Shouldn't you wear flat shoes?" Phil asked.
"You can't wear flat shoes with this skirt!" Sam replied as if it were obvious.
"Sam you can't even walk in them heels now, how are you going to in a few hours time?"
"I'll be fine." She replied.
"I'm not carrying you home again!" Phil said.
"You can give me a piggy back then." Sam giggled.
"Taxi's here." Jo called.
"Yo Jo, it's ma birthday, we're gonna party like it's ma birthday, we're gonna sip Bacardi like it's ma birthday." Samantha sang out of tune.
Phil sighed, switched the bedroom light off and followed Sam and Jo out of the front door, slamming it closed after himself.
At 4.30 the next morning, Phil stumbled through the door with Sam in his arms.
"Coz you're the dancing queeeeeeeeen, la la la, only seventeeeeeeeeen. Dancing queeeeen la la la la la tamboureeeeeeeeen laaaa laaaa." Sam sang loudly and out of tune.
"Shut it will ya Sam." Phil said, dropping her to the floor.
"Shhhh." Sam giggled.
"You were the one singing." Jo replied, shutting the door behind her.
Sam dropped the pair of shoes that she had in her hands and stumbled towards the bathroom. She slipped on a towel that was on the floor outside the bathroom door and ended up on the floor giggling.
"Look at the state of her!" Phil said.
"Shall we leave her there?" Jo asked.
"No! Pick me up!" Sam demanded.
Phil dragged her up and pulled her over his shoulder into a fireman's lift.
"Put me down." Sam laughed.
"I'm taking you to bed." Phil replied.
"No not yet. I want to stay up."
"Sam it's half 4." Phil said, taking her into her room. "You want Jo to help undress you?"
"No, I'll do it." Sam said, trying to pull her top over her head.
"Jo will you give her a hand." Phil sighed. "I'll get the mattress out for ya."
"Yeah ok, thanks." Jo replied going into Sam's bedroom.
"I don't want to wear that nightie, I want to wear my silky one!" Samantha demanded.
"You find it then." Jo replied.
Phil heard a lot of giggling, followed by a loud bang, followed by more giggling.
"Phil what are you doing?" Sam asked as Phil went by her door with a mattress.
"It's for Jo." Phil replied.
Sam watched him suspiciously as she followed him into the lounge.
"Phil have you been to the gym?" She asked.
"Not for a few days. Why? Do you think I need to?" He asked, dropping the mattress onto the floor.
"No, you look good as you are." She giggled, returning to her room.
Half an hour later, Sam lay in bed unable to sleep. She got up and quietly walked along the hallway to Phil's room.
"Phil." She whispered. "Are you awake?"
"No." He replied, making her giggle.
"I can't sleep." She said.
"Want to get in?" He asked.
"In what?"
"My bed." Phil replied.
"Ok." She replied, slowly walking over to his bed.
"You're freezing." He said, sliding his arm around her waist.
"Warm me up then."
"So did you have a good time tonight?" Phil asked.
"Yeah I did. The karaoke was funny." She replied with a grin.
"Better than last year?" He asked.
"Yeah, last year Gary Best proposed to me."
"Oh yeah I forgot about that." Phil smirked.
"It's not funny!" Samantha scowled. "Do you know what Phil?"
"What?" He asked.
"I love you." She giggled.
"Yeah, I love you to." He replied, closing his eyes.
Sam looked over at him. She dragged her fingers over his bare stomach before leaning over and kissing him softly.
"Sam what are you doing?" Phil laughed, pushing her away.
"Kissing you." Sam giggled, leaning towards him again.
Samantha gently brushed her lips against Phil's again before pulling away and looking into his eyes. Phil stared back at her before passionately entwining his lips with hers.
This is the last chapter, although I may write a follow up at some point. Thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter: Samantha-Nixon, CrazyAmy005, Kelbobs15, KateDiNozzo, PS4EVA, SamAndPhil4Ever, Emma, xxSamanthaNixonxx, Lil-Skating-Lindz, GemiDodger, PhilHunterIsFine and Elzangel. Double thanks you to everyone who has reviewed all the chapters. I would list everyone but it would take me way too long, but you all know who you are.