"Is she your girlfriend?"
"Well it's... complicated"
You're Zach Mitchell's childhood best friend.
But when you go on a vacation to the one and only Jurassic world with Zach and his little brother Gray, will old sexual tension be released? Will you...
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My eyes flutter open and I'm met with the ever so familiar view of my best friends room where I lay on a tolerably comfortable mattress on the floor, wrapped in an old blanket that smells like him, the smell I know all too well fills my senses, old spice and vanilla, the smell of Zachs signature cologne.
I fight a smile as I look up at the bed next to me as Zach lays deep in a sleep coma with his mouth wide open like he's at the dentist, his brown shaggy hair falling unruly in every direction over his forehead.
I attempt rid the childish urge to draw a sharpie moustache on his face while he sleeps. Speaking of childish, the door suddenly swings open and in comes my favourite youngling, "Guys wake up!" Gray obnoxiously shouts as he jumps onto my mattress causing me to fly into the air and nearly meet Jesus.
"Wake up, wake up, wake up" he demands in between jumps, giggling as the sound of rusty old springs creaking fills the once peaceful atmosphere.
I pull the pillow from beneath my head and fling it at him in an attempt to ward off the young boy.
"Ow!" he complains rubbing the back of his head as i smile in sweet, sweet victory.
I hear a stir from the bed above me and I'm met with the stern voice of his beloved older brother.
"Gray! get out of my room now." Zach yells unnecessarily loud for this hour in the morning.
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Gray immediately dashes out the door, leaving it wide open, the draft causes me to uncomfortably shiver but I persevere.
"Someone's not morning person" I state the obvious, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.
Zach groans and pulls the duvet back over his bed head.
I get up from the warm comfort of my makeshift bed to go and check the time, The sudden brightness from my phone lights up the room in a bright blue hue as I come to a realisation, "Shit.. it's 6:15, Zach we slept in!" I say stretching, still attempting to wake myself up.
