Seal It With A Kiss

Chapter 5: Making Good Choices Was Never On My Agenda

A/N: I did not proof read so please ignore the mistakes :3

"Cutie."

Poke.

"Cutie."

Poke.

"Cutie."

Poke.

"Cutie wake up."

I cringed , feeling more than irritated about the fact that I was woken up from a good sleep. If I wasn't so tired I would've snapped and probably attempted murder but seeing how I had no energy to even sit up, I simply blinked a few times to have better vision. I rubbed my eyes and let out a small groan between my lips but froze realizing I was hugging something.

More precisely, someone.

Last I remember beds and pillows don't breathe but whatever the hell I was holding was most definitely breathing. Slowly, I looked up, begging to find out that I was still wearing clothes and so was he-who-shall-not-be-named. Thankfully both of us were -well at least one full outfit and a half -, not that it made the situation any better. And when I say 'situation', I'm referring to the part that I was currently hugging Adam's exposed torso whilst my legs were shamelessly wrapped around him.

I had this really weird habit of unconsciously wrapping my legs around a pillow and that never seemed to bother me up until now. I mean, there really wasn't any downside of that habit because I usually wouldn't find my attractive bandmate in bed with me. That's when I realized something.

Adam agreed to sleeping on the couch but he still ended up in bed with me.

I looked at Adam who was smiling widely for it being so early in the morning and the urge to slap him hard was so tempting that I gave into that temptation pretty easily. I even added a bonus.

Kicking him off the bed.

"Ow."

he hissed, rubbing his back as he sat up from the floor.

"That hurt. What was that for?"

I glared and pointed an accusing finger at him,

"What are you doing in bed with me?"

Adam smirked a little, shrugging as he ran his hand though his messy hair. He sat criss crossed and was facing me, resting his elbow against his knee and using the knuckles of his hand to hold his chin up,

"Damn Cutie, I didn't think you were so direct. I mean why else would two people; a guy and a girl be in bed together? Last night, we were obviously having-"

"Don't you dare."

I said through gritted teeth, my cheeks flushed and were boiling hot as I narrowed my eyes at him. Adam, amused and enjoying the embarrassment I was feeling and the torment he was providing, smiled playfully before finishing,

"-a pillow fight which ended because the guys came to keep us company."

Guys?

Who was he talking about?

I guess the confusion was written on my face because Adam jabbed his thumb in the direction behind him. Cocking my brow, I leaned up slightly to look over his shoulder and sure enough I found an unconscious Cain, Jess and Justin right behind him. Justin, who seemed to have the most 'normal' sleeping position was laying on the floor. His legs and arms were spread out and his shirt all wrinkled and messed up. Not to mention there was a stain of a dark green substance on the upper right corner of his shirt. Jess on the other hand was leaning against the wall with a bottle of beer in his hand, the word "Pussy" written on his forehead with a black sharpie. I snorted at that and looked over to Cain who was passed out on the table -literally sprawled over the table- with a sharpie marker still in his hand.