Just friends - Owen Joyner

Chapter 21

Vancouver, BC
December 1st, 2019

I woke up the next morning, even more exhausted then I was before.

Why am I always tired?

I feel a body shift bedside me, and remember that Owen was here.

"Owen?" I whisper and turn around so we're face to face.

"Yeah?" He asks and opens his eyes.

"I thought you'd go home" I say yawning.

He just shrugs and turns to face the other way.

"What time is it?" I ask.

He picks up his phone, the light from the screen lighting up his face.

"9 am" he says and sets his phone face down on the table.

"Good, it's still early" I mumble and grab the covers closer to my face.

"Are you sleep deprived or something?" He says laughing.

"Yes, as you can tell I need a lot of sleep in order to function" I reply and shut my eyes.

"You're just lazy" he mutters and I turn over once again.

"Fuck off" I say, our faces only an inch or two apart.

This comment just makes his smile grow wider.

"Real funny huh?" I ask and he nods.

"Pretty amusing" he smirks.

I close my eyes, and try to fall asleep again after the brief interruption.

"I know you're awake" he says and I ignore his comment.

"Yeah?" I say, a small smirk forming on my face.

Even with my eyes closed, I feel him come closer and  open my eyes to see him practically on top of me.

"Yeah" He says and shove him off of me.

"You're always in a bad mood" he says grunts and shifts so he's lying on his back.

"I wonder why?" I ask, and I see him rolls his eyes out of the corner of my eye.

"Oh let me guess, it's me" he says and grabs my hair and splits in to sections.

"What? No way" I say sarcastically and he starts to braid my hair.

"Funny" he says and I shrug.

"You never told me you knew how to braid hair" I tell him and he drops the braid he's working on to look at me.

"I have a sister, you know? I'm not totally oblivious" he says, picking up the braid.

"She taught you how to braid?" I ask him, turning my head to meet his eyes.

He nods, "I've learned a few things".

"Consider me impressed then" I say and his eyes light up.

"You act like I'm dumb and I don't know anything about girls" he says, continuing to braid.

"I just didn't know you knew this kind of stuff" I say honestly.

He just shrugs and drops the braid he was working on.

"You done?" I ask.

"Yeah" he says, and feel him still holding on to the end of my hair.

"I love it" I tell him, turning to face him.