My Nonexistent Love Life

My life is a Series of Misfortunate events

As the movie ends, I get up off of the dark brown couch. I look on the other side of the L shaped couch to see a Blake passed out, and Will half asleep. I rub my tired eyes and get up to turn the lights on. Maybe that will wake everyone up, I think. Luckily, my parents aren't home yet so I don't need to deal with questions.

As I flick the lights on, Blake groans and Will stays put, unaffected.

"Ana," Blake groans in a hoarse voice from sleep.

"Yes?" I respond innocently.

"Lights stay off."

"No, get up," I walk over to Blake sprawled across my couch and pat his cheek awkwardly, unsure of why I walked over to him. I slightly blush. He gives me an odd side-glance, and frankly I don't blame him.

"Look at Will," Blake says as I turn around and glance at a half asleep Will sprawled out on my couch.

"Yeah what about-ah," Blake grabs my waist and pulls me onto the couch next to him.

I kick my feet and arms around, taken off guard. Accidently, my knee hits the wrong place.

I accidently knee Blake in the balls.

Of course this would happen to me, my life is a series of misfortunate events.

"What the fuck," Blake hurriedly pushes my legs away from him and hunches his back forward, "was that for?" Blake gestures to his crotch and sits back up.

"Ah- uh I'm really sorry about that," I blush furiously. "Just really clumsy that's all," I force out a laugh. I hear hysterical laughing from behind me, I turn to see Will holding his stomach from laughter.

"Only you two," Will chuckles.

"That fucking hurt," Blake places his hands on his lower stomach and I laugh.

"Just wanted to make sure you were awake," I laugh again along with Will and Blake smirks.

"So I should punch you in the boob to wake you up next time?" Blake stifles a laugh and I blush deeper, "Noted."

"Uh- lets pretend this didn't happen," I try pathetically.

"But it did happen," Will laughs from behind me.

"I hate you all," I mutter.

"No you don't," Will comments.

"Any who, its getting late," I state.

"Ana, are you five? Its not even 7:30."

"She's kicking us out," Will adds.

No, It's just I don't want a billion questions.

"Well, Will. We better leave. First she kicks me in the balls then she kicks me out."

"We can still do something. Just not here."

"Then lets get dinner," Will smiles warmly.

-

After a dinner that consisted of dull conversation and corny jokes by no one other than Will, we all decide it was time to call it a night at 9pm.

I walk in the door of the house and walk into the kitchen with mom glaring at me.

"Yes?" I raise my eyebrow.

"Don't you think you could have at least texted me? I called you, and texted you. You got me worried," Mom starts.

"I'm in one piece, mom. I'm almost eighteen years old, that's a legal adult. I got this under control," I state.