I wake up the next morning completely exhausted. I knew I couldn't sleep in late as me waking up in the afternoon every weekend would look odd to my mother at some point.
I get ready with a cold shower in hopes that the cold may help wake me up, but instead it just left me freezing.
After I get ready, I head back into my room where I see Eli's sweatshirt from the night before. I fold it and put it on my desk so I can return it to him.
Then walks in a half-dressed Asher. "How the hell did I get home last night?" he says shutting the door so our parents couldn't hear.
"I drove you" I say turning around to look at him. "I don't even remember being there" he laughs, and I roll my eyes.
"Yeah, trust me you don't" I glare at him in which he gives me a questioning look.
"What's that supposed to mean?" he asks confused. "You have not checked your phone this morning, have you?" I laugh grabbing mine out and opening Instagram to find the trending video in our feed this morning of Asher punching Eli in the face and handing it to him.
Asher watches the video and gasps "I didn't!" he yells grabbing his mouth. I nod taking me phone back. "I did not punch the captain of the football team, tell me I didn't. oh my god, I'm going to be kicked off the team!" he screeches.
"Is that really what you're worried about right now? You know this is like trending around Instagram, right? Like you could actually get in trouble?" I question trying to knock any sense into him.
"Was Elijah mad, oh god he's gonna to kill me, that's why he didn't punch me last night, he wants me to be sober when it happens" he rambles and I shake my head "yeah you should probably be on your best behavior around him so he doesn't clock you, also sense he did so gracefully carry you up the stairs last night" I begin to laugh at the memories from last night and soon I can barely breath from it while Asher is yelling at me to tell him why he was carrying him.
I grab my phone out yet again and show him the picture while I continue to laugh. "I'm sorry but that is just too good. You were so loopy last night, there's no way we could have gotten you up the stairs without him carrying you" I get out in between laughs.
"I am officially never living this night down am i?" he groans laying down on my bed. "Nope!" I laugh plopping down next to him.
"Thanks for taking me home, I would have been screwed if mom found out" he sighs. "Yeah, no problem" I say getting a buzz from my phone.
Eli: *image*
Eli: It's not too bad, just a little bruised
Me: ouch, at least it isn't too noticeable? Asher just found out everything and it's kind of hysterical. He thinks you're plotting to kill him
Eli: Yeah I guess. Lol maybe I am
Me: Please don't
Eli: hmm under one condition
Me: what's that
Eli: let me come over today?
Me: deal
Eli: 3 sound good?
Me: yup, but my mom's going to make you stay for dinner, she's been begging me to have you over sense she met you briefly last time
Eli: even better
"Well, you better start planning your funeral. Eli just texted; he's coming over at 3" I tell Asher. "What! Did he say why?" he asks panicked. "nope" I say popping the p. I thought it would be fun to make Asher sweat about this for a little sense after all he did deserve it. Asher groans before getting out of my bed and leaving my room.
3 came sooner than expected and soon the doorbell had rung, and Eli was here. My dad greeted him at the door while I came downstairs.
"Hi" I say reaching the door and Eli smile as he walks in, "Oh Elijah, I'm so glad you came" My mom says turning the corner to greet him.
"Thanks for having me" he says shaking my mom's hand. "it's my pleasure!" she says cheerly before walking back around the corner.
My dad finishes chatting with Eli before we head upstairs. On the way to my room, we run into Asher who looks petrified. "Hi Elijah, I am so sorry for last night, really" he says. Eli puts his hand on his shoulder "you're lucky you have a good brother" he says before walking past him.
"Oh, and Asher" Eli says looking back at him. "Too bad you don't play football as good as you punch" he mocks before turning around and enters my room.
Asher turns back to me who is trying to hold in a laugh. "I'm fucked" he whispers before walking back into his room. I finally make it to my own room and shut the door behind myself.
"Ok that was pretty funny but seriously you guys need to get along" I laugh sitting down next to him.
"That was only payback for last night, I really have no problems with the guy. Well, you know minus the fact he hates me" he jokes. "He doesn't hate you" I explain but Eli just gives me a classic he doesn't believe me face. Which to be honest, I'm not sure I believe myself either.
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Short chapter today, but i'll make up for it later!
Okay i have officially decided the chapters will be posted every Wednesday at 2PM PST: i actually am ahead, look at that
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Until I Found You
RomanceMiles Anderson hasn't always been the most known boy at school, but Elijah Quinn on the other hand, is apart of the popular crowd. Elijah (Eli), is the star quarterback of the football team and while he has a bunch of people willing to talk to him...
