A Stranger In His Bed

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I woke up and didn't know where I was at first. I sat up and whispered to myself, "So last night we went to the beach and I rolled off the hill because of some stupid joke... but is this our room? I can't believe they paid so mu-"

I was cut off by a snore. I looked down towards the floor and there was a kitten. No, Michael was sprawled out on the floor and I had to go to the bathroom. Badly. So I realized that if I jump over him I'll wake him and maybe some other people, but if I try to step over him and I step on him by accident I'll only wake him up. So I tried to step over him. And I tripped. So I fell partially on top of him and partially next to him and he woke up.

"Huh? Who is that?"

Then I realized that I never even introduced myself. He didn't even know my name...

"It's the girl that you saved twice last night," I mumbled happily into the carpet, having a hard time getting up.

"Oh. I was gonna move you but you looked so happy and peaceful so I just watched you sleep until I fell asleep on the floor."

"You watched me... sleep?"

"Yeah... I've never seen someone so happy in their sleep."

Is he oblivious to the fact that I was happy because 1) I was nowhere near my mother, 2) I met 5SOS, 3) Michael Clifford saved me on the beach twice, and 4) Michael Clifford let me sleep in his bed? Damn. I mean, I know he just woke up but what the hell is wrong with him?

"Yeah, I guess I was pretty happy. I mean, I was kinda spoiled."

"Really? What did you do?"

"I got away from my mom and got to go on a mini road trip with my only friends and I've never had so many snacks. And I almost never go to a hotel and I've never been in a suite and I got a bunch of books and I never thought I would meet you guys."

"That's not exactly what I would call spoiled... what do you normally do?"

"Well, I haven't seen my dad in a long time. I have a half brother who I see just for some holidays, who gave me my phone. My mom makes me care for myself most of the time..."

"Woah, woah, woah. You're saying you're being neglected?"

By then I was sitting next to him with my legs crossed. I quietly nodded. Michael stopped to take a good look at me and then smiled shyly. I smiled back. Then he sat up.

"I have an idea," he whispered. "Let's wake them up."

I guess I looked nervous, because then he stood up and held out his hand. Then he said, "get a few bottles of soda. Things might get messy."

"Hold on." I downloaded keek onto my phone last night. I logged out of Jenna's account and made my own. Then I grabbed a bottle of pineapple soda, a bottle of Pepsi, a bottle of Sierra Mist (which just happened to be Sierra's favorite), a bottle of orange soda, and a bottle of grape soda. Michael was only in a pair of underwear and my first thought was He would do that with me in his bed? and my second thought was What time is it because if we get caught we're dead. I looked at my phone again. It was only 1:30. Thank God. We probably aren't going to get caught when it's pitch black outside. I was so excited that I decided not to waste time getting dressed. Oh wait, I fell asleep in my bathing suit. Even better in case they get us back. Then Michael pulled out two water guns that looked like they could hold a lot of liquid. So I put the soda in mine. Michael filled his up with beer. Then he took all of the guys' pants (including his own), put them in a huge suitcase, and gave it to me.

"How fast can you run?"

"Pretty damn fast."

"Okay, good. Press the elevator button and get in but keep the door open until I say. Oh. I need to know your name."

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