Part 2

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Sam's Pov-

We drive to Deena's house. We walk inside. Her dad isn't home but their are tons of beer can's

"Sorry guys let me just throw these away," Deena says. She frowns in embarrassment. Josh get a trash bag and helps her throw them out and clean up.

I go and help and Deena stops me. She nods no. I take my arm away and keep helping anyway. She shrugs and let's me continue. 

"Simon are you okay with sleeping on the couch we have a pull out," Deena asks.

"Yeah sure!" Simons says.

"Josh will you let kate stay with you," I ask. Deena darts a look at me. I look at her and smirk.

"Yeah- Yeah sure okay," Josh says.

Kate takes josh upstairs to his room to get ready for bed.

"Why did you do that?" Deena says.

"Come on, you remember what happened at the store," I say as I laugh.

Simon laughs as he gets his bed ready. 

"Sorry, Can we go and sleep now," I ask. 

Deena nods. 

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Kate's Pov-

"Okay you can sleep on my bed and I will sleep on the floor," Josh says.

I can tell he is nervous.

"Okay," I smirk.

"I will let you get changed," Josh says.

He leaves the room. I get changed. I can here him whisper to himself. 

I get in bed.

"You can come in now" I say.

He opens the door with his eyes covering just incase.

"I'm in bed your good," I say and laugh.

He takes his hands off of his eyes.

He lays down on the floor with a pillow and a comforter.

"I don't really wanna sleep alone," I say.

"Oh yeah of course yeah sure," He rambles.

I open up the blanket. 

"Thanks," I say.

"Ye-yeah no problem," He clears his throat.

I put my head on his shoulder.

"Oh," I hear him say under his breath.

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Deena's pov- 

"Sorry, I didn't know you would be mad," Sam says.

I ignore her. She keeps brushing her teeth. She finishes and comes out of my bathroom. She had taken off her shirt.

"Don't do that," I say.

"What?" Sam asks.

She walks over to my closet and browses my hoodie collection. She picks out this 

black flannel and puts it on.

She sits down next to me on the bed.

"I'm sorry, I overeacted," I say. 

"It's fine, I'm sorry for making them share a room," She chuckles. 

I stand up and go in front of her.

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