'Alistair! Dinners ready! Will Casey be joining us?' His mother called up. When she didn't hear a reply she walked up the stairds to Alistairs room and gingerly knocked on the door. When she got no response she slowly opened the door a little to glance inside. a smile crept onto her face as she saw her son sleeping soundly with the girl in his arms.<br/>'I'll keep it warm for you' She spoke softly before quietly closing the door.<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">An hour later</span></strong></div><br/>Alistair's eyes slowly opened to the sight of Casey's peaceful sleeping face rested on his shoulder. He froze at first and for a moment felt the blood pump through his veins as his brain immediately jumped to conclusions. It wasn't until he woke up properly and realised he still had his clothes on that he realised what had happened.<br/>He let out a yawn and very slowly shuffled out from under Casey. He had to change, he had been wearing the same clothes for the last two days. His mother had snapped and barked at him when she had found him asleep at his desk in the same clothes he had worn the night before, but he had been too focused on his work to care.<br/>'Guess I'll fill you in once you wake up' He spoke as he managed to slip out of his bed. He walked over to his closet and pulled out a new shirt and pants. He knew he should probably shower right now but he didn't want Casey to awaken to an empty room. He quickly pulled his pants down and pulled on the new set before setting to work on unbuttoning his shirt.<br/>He could hear Ryans words echoing inside his head as he glanced towards Casey. He could just picture him saying; 'Go on, get back in bed and kiss her' or 'She wouldn't notice if you peeked down her top. Go on, have a look at what undies she's wearing today'.