Sweet Dreams Tennessee

Miss Harmon

"What?" I groaned as I rubbed my tired and irritated eyes to try and focus on Alex and his peculiar question.

"Has he ever done that before?" Alex repeated with a slight break in his voice.

"Why are you asking me this Alex?" I roared. Since when did he give a fuck about me? I wasn't gonna talk to him about it, half awake or not. It wasn't interesting and the knowledge didn't benefit him in any way. "I really don't want to talk about this with you so if you'd could just fuck off that'd be great thanks." I'd growled, sounding a lot more intense and harsh than I had originally intended.

"Right then sorry," he mumbled. "Won't ask again, last time I ever try to fucking care about you. He paused and began to climb into his bed above me.

"I'm sorry Al," I said with instant remorse from my previous line. I hauled my head out and faced upwards, only to see him yank his curtains shut, signifying he was done conversing with me.

I slept like a baby, that is of course until Alex stomped past my bed with his heavy boots to wake me up.

"Good morning O'Malley!" He yelled as a backup plan in case his stomping hadn't woken me up already.

"G'morning Alex," Nick replied rubbing his temples with his head bowed. Showing he was having some sort of headache or migraine.

"What's your problem Alex?" I ask as I splash my face with cold water as a little wake up call. He's apparently not speaking to me either. He's so petty. I look to Matt. "Have you seen my phone?" Matt shakes his head. I go back to my bed and start moving my pillows and removing layers of blankets and sheets.

"Someone call me please," I pleaded. Matt pulled out his phone and gave me a ring. Towards Alex I began to hear my awful obnoxious ringtone. He has my phone.

"Oh. My apologies Tennessee, must've grabbed it from your bed without realizing," He teased.

"God you're such a child," I commented. As we were exiting the bus for breakfast I was in front of Alex but behind the other three. As I was about to step out Alex wrapped his arm around my waist and plucked me back towards him. His breath shot down my neck. I could feel the hair on the back of my neck beginning to stand up. His unique masculine scent absorbing into my hair and t-shirt.

"You'll regret saying that," he warned. "I'm going to make your life a living hell, Miss Harmon." He let me go with an eerie smirk on his face.

(A/N: I'm so sorry this update it definitely late. Schools getting rough rn. Also sorry it's a short chapter :( more coming soon I promise!!! Also thank you for 150 reads :)) <3)