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"Hey, did Po—" Levi didn't get to finish his sentence as he entered the room suddenly, catching Blake and I, seconds away from a kiss. "Okay, let's take a time out for a minute here."

Blake moved away and rested his head on my shoulder, sighing. "What, Lev?"

"If I knew you were making babies in here, I would've knocked first," Levi raised his hands up defensively.

Who said anything about making babies?

"Okay, I don't know what your idea of making babies is, but if this is what it is, you got it completely wrong," I chimed in.

"Yeah, whatever," Levi brushed off. "I was just going to ask which room Poppy was staying in, but I guess I got my answer."

"Party's done? It's not even one yet," Blake asked, diverting the conversation away from the current topic.

Levi nodded. "Made everyone leave. I wasn't feeling it anymore."

Since when did Levi stop parties?

"Okay, yeah, big whoop, I ended it early," Levi rolled his eyes at our obvious surprise. "Anyway, I'm going to bed. Pop, room next to this one is unlocked if you wanna use it. Night."

"Night," Blake and I called out together as Levi waved and left the room.

"I should go," I decided, getting off Blake's lap and tugging on my dress to keep it from rising up even more.

The hoodie he lent me was completely abandoned on a chair by the desk.

He ran a hand through his hair and nodded. "Uh, yeah, that's probably a good idea. Good night, Flower."

I wasn't gonna lie and say I wanted him to say that. I was actually hoping he'd ask me to stay, but I couldn't complain.

"Good night, fatty," I laughed, knowing it would bug him, before walking out of the room and into the neighboring guest bedroom.

It was smaller than Blake's room but they looked almost identical, aside from the lack of his personal touches.

Only when I got sat down on the bed did I realize that I had absolutely nothing to wear. And I didn't even have a toothbrush.

Clearly, I didn't think things through when I asked if I could stay over.

I got up again and walked out, knocking lightly on Blake's door and waiting for him to open it.

"Did you leave something?" he asked once the door opened. His confusion caused by my sudden return was very evident.

"Uh, sorry, I was just wondering if there was a spare toothbrush somewhere? And maybe some clothes I can borrow?" I requested.

He opened the door wider so I could enter before he walked to his bag and dug through his stuff. "I don't know what's gonna fit. I have a shirt you can use, but I don't have anything for you to wear under."

"I guess that's okay," I mumbled, reaching out to take the shirt he was handing to me. "Sofia might have some shorts I can borrow."

You dumbass, why didn't you just ask Sofia to borrow her clothes?

"Actually, here," I shoved his shirt back into his hands. "I'm sure she has some clothes she can lend to me. Sorry for bothering you."

He grabbed my arm as I turned away to leave, halting my movement. "She's at a friend's house. Her room is locked. Just borrow this first."

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