I'm A What!?

10

We put our stuff in the rooms and I immediately went into a separate closed off room and changed into shorts and a blue tank top. I put on vans and walked out putting my hair in a messy bun. I fell back on a bed, bouncing up as it is really bouncy and soft. Alex laid down, and rested his head on my belly. My hands went straight to his hair, and started playing with it. Its a habit.

"Why do you always play with my hair?" He asked laughing at me.

"Its became a habbit." I answered, braiding it.

"What are you doing to it?" He tried touching it.

"No touching. I am french braiding all of it."

Pretty soon I had it in tons of different strands. It ain't tight and pulling on his head, loose but tight enough not to hurt him and stay there. He looked in the mirror and had a look of horror.

"I look terrible. Take it out." He said. I laughed and carefully did. It took a while, since I kept getting confused. I fixed his hair after it was all out.

"Better?" I asked when he looked in the mirror. I sat up looking at him.

"Yeah." He said, sitting behind me. He started doing something to my hair.

"What are you doing?" I asked walking away.

"Messing with your hair." He said. I shook my head.

"No one touches my hair." I said. He jumped on me. He pinned me to the bed and started messing with my hair. I just pouted and waited for him to be done.

When he was, I looked absolutely terrible.

"Oh my gods!" I screamed, my hands flying up to my hair, fixing it. Alex is laughing his ass off. I quickly and easily fixed my hair, putting it back in a messy bun. I sat on Alex.

"Bad Alex." I said. He just laughed and easily picked me up, carrying me to the couch. He sat me down, Turned on a movie, grabbed blankets and popcorn and sat beside me after turning off the lights.

This is a horror movie. I hate horror.  

I hid my face in Alex's shirt as yet another person was brutally murdered. When I knew it was safe I looked. They are killing a dog.

"Why are they killing the dog? I get why they kill the people. Why the dog!" I asked. Alex laughed at me. I hid my face again as the dog was, you know what? I'm not going into detail.

After the movie I chose mean girls. We watched about 5 other movies when I zoned out, I'm just gonna call it sleep. That is technically what it is. I fell asleep laying on Alex.

When I woke up I was sill on the couch, with arms wrapped around me tightly, holding me on the couch so I don't fall off. I opened my eyes and looked behind me. Alex. I got butterflys in my stomach. Why do I have feelings for my best friend? Here is a list.

1. He is super sweet. 

2. Nice. 

3. Loving. 

4. Understanding. 

5. Cute. 

6. My best friend.

I always end up falling for my best friend. I don't know why. But, I do. And its easy falling for Alex. I mean, he is super sweet, nice, has abs! And I don't know. There is just something about him that I love.

I started poking his cheek.

"Alex. Get your lazy but up." I said. He groaned, then opened his eyes when I didn't stop poking his face.