Chapter 18

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{Molly's POV}
It was morning and somehow I was in the spare room. Someone must of carried me up because I don't remember waking up. I sat up and went on my phone to check social media and Jeffrey had tweeted 5 minuets ago. He's awake! Amy was in the other bed asleep. I quietly tip toed out and knocked on Jeffrey's door. "Come in" he said in a sleepy voice. "It's me" I said opening the door and closing it. He smiled patted the space next to him. I sat next to him and he pointed at Luke asleep nearly falling out of the bed. "Should I push him ever a bit" I whispered. He nodded. I slowly got up and walked over to Luke who was about to fall out. I lightly pushed him over cringing as I did it. I didn't want to wake him up. He rolled over and I turned. "Phew" I said in a sigh of relief. He giggled as I got back to him.
"Hey so who was the strong person who carried me up the stairs" I asked Jeffrey.
"Well, not trying to brag but it was me" He said while having a smug look on his face
"Seriously!?!? Im like 90 stone. My dad can't even pick me up oh my god" I shouted sitting up.
"Your actually quite light" He said looking back down at his phone.
"As if" I said laughing.
"Shh you are" he said putting his head on my shoulder.
"Ye rite" I said looking down at him, he looked up and smirked.
{Jeffrey's POV}
It was half past 12 and Molly got up too leave and get changed."Come back when your ready" i said as she left. "Will do" she shouted back walking down the hall. Luke was in the bathroom brushing his teeth while I was picking what to wear. It had been 15 minuets I was ready but Luke was still in the bathroom doing his hair.
"Can use the bathroom now?!" I shouted standing outside the door.
"I will be 10 mins" he shouted back.
I rolled my eyes, got my hair products and walked to Molly's bedroom.
"Mollster" I said outside her door.
"Come in" She shouted.
She was sitting doing her hair and makeup.
"Can I use your bathroom because Luke is hogging mine" I asked with my hair dryer hanging out my hand.
"Ye, sure help yourself" she replied brushing the ends of her hair
"Thank you" I said walking passed messing her hair up.
"HAYY" she said turning around in her chair.
I laughed and carried on to the bathroom.

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