❤Fall For Me❤
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---Sam's POV---
"Woaahhh! -AH!" I hollered in pain as I collided with the floor, intensely striking my head face first. I felt like a zombie struggling my senses to wake up from the grave. Trying to balance myself off the carpeted floor, I pulled myself together in thinking straight of what just happened. Sh*t, my head. It felt literally flattened at one side due to the harsh landing.
Owen!
"What the hell?! Do you have to roll me out the bed every single time you sleep with me!?" I bawled in pest, smashing his face with a pillow. Yet I wouldn't question why he still managed to pull the covers tightly around himself, cocooning his bare body. This man then burrowed his head beneath the pillow I just threw, blocking my voice in entering his eardrum quite perfectly in success. Locking my eyes at his huge feet, I the victim, cursed the limb to the point of wanting to dislocate it with my own hands.
He woke me up when I was in deep sleep dreaming of felicity and whatsoever! It was a big deal.
He didn't mind me at all and dozed back to sleep. I couldn't believe this person! Bringing up his habit since little shouldn't be surprising though. Hmph... His house was just next to mine if you didn't know.
I chafed my eyes, clearing my sight a little bit more. I looked through the extensive window, which embellished my wide room comely. Not a sharp ray stung my eye. I suppose it had just stopped raining recently. What a perfect day to ditch school and keep my ass slumbering in bed. But I'd rather not dare, I had to do well in my studies since it was just a month afar from graduation. I examined my room and saw how messy we made it last night. DVD's scattered all over the floor, popcorn bits everywhere, Owen's sweaty basketball jersey hanging on my study chair. Gross much.
Though I had to admit he was my alarm clock whenever we snoozed together. And that was to blame his pesky morning routine of kicking me out of the bed. God knows why it never failed.
I was startled as my gaze zoomed to the clock. Not again! I jolted in shock and shiftly wobbled Owen's half naked torso. "Crap! Crap! Crap! Owen! Wake up! We're almost late for school you lazy hog!"
He glanced at his wrist assuming as if there was a watch strapped around it and hopped out of bed immediately. Rise and shine, this was not a prank but a typical morning shockwave.
"Sam! Why didn't you wake me up earlier?!" he uttered in an uncompelling manner. I tried hard not to laugh but failed in the attempt of trying. He definitely looked funny when stunned.
" Ohhhh, so when was I your alarm clock?!" Look, he pushed me out of the bed and now he was mad at me? Senseless dimwit.
"Darn it, I'll be late for the game!" he grumbled under his voice while searching for something under the bed sheets. Throwing pillows around as if my bed somewhat devoured his item. "Where's my shirt?"
"I burned them!" Okay, that didn't sound in any way possible but with me, you wouldn't want to know how far I could go in terms of mass destruction.
"Sam!"
"Under the bed..." Wait, where's my....."Hey! My iPhone!?" This dope was good. He knew me too well, in fact, he hardly fell for my tricks lately but came to the point of avenging me. But he wasn't as cheeky as I was, never.
"Not giving it to you unless you'll watch 'Saw VI' with me later tonight, I have the DVD," he smirked.
"You hate horror genres, idiot."
"Not when I watch them with you, so take it or I'll stalk your phone and read every love message he sent you" he simpered.
" You're evil" I narrowed my eyes to him and started folding the sheets in place. 'There, not a crease and fold could be recognized.' I said to myself.
We were standing on opposite sides of the bed so he bounced on it like a trampoline and sprung right in front of me. Gah, he just destroyed the neatness. Then he captured my shoulders, squeezing them really tight. My eyes widened in shock as I adversely withdrew my head backwards for his was getting a lot closer to mine. "What are you up to?" I questioned his ego, raising my eyebrow. He started pouting his lips imitating the so-called-infamous-pose the duck face, still drawing towards me. It was no joke, I felt tingly creeps tottering inside my body. "Cut it off! What the f-"
"Woah, calm down Sam. You weren't possibly thinking that I would actually kiss you, were you? I was just checking if ever you had morning stars stuck in your eyes" He laughed uncontrollably in victory as though he was becoming the next Avenger in being a Marvel superhero. Captain America and Thor is still mine!
What a lame excuse. People don't check morning stars with their lips!
I shoved his firm chest really hard but nonetheless, he hadn't even stumble a step rearward. "I hate you!"
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❤Fall For Me❤
Humor'Owen is my best pal. Since we were kiddos, sleeping in one bed together has never been a big deal for both of us, even now that we're 17. We fight and argue a lot, yet we know our boundaries. But is it possible for our perspective to alter as we ge...
