I'm the Bad Boy's Princesa

We Are Not Dating

Dedicated to karenjri for repeatedly telling me to update faster. P.S. you are one persistent cousin.
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"Walk with the wise and become wise, for a companion of fools suffers harm."
‭‭Proverbs‬ ‭13:20‬ ‭NIV‬‬

Serena's POV

Once I can feel myself regain consciousness after what's probably been the best sleep of my life, I take into consideration how comfortable and warm I feel. I don't remember my bed ever being this comforting. My body moves on its own, shifting closer to the heat source. The heat sources lets out a responding groan. That's interesting. Wait. Heat doesn't groan, at least not in the way it sounds like a voice. My eyes open as best they can in my sleep state, and a wide chest is the first thing I see. Huh!?

I rise up on my hands and suddenly find myself on top of Jacob. How could we have just fallen asleep like this? I didn't even think to realize what would happen when I fell asleep last night... Last night?? I finally notice the early morning sunlight peek through the curtains and my heart begins to race. We were like this all night. Oh my god, my mo--

"I could get used to this view," Jacob groans, sleepily, an annoyingly mischievous look in his eyes.  

"Oh my gosh, don't start." I can feel my face heat up even more.

"Well, you're on top of me, so I can't be blamed for enjoying myself."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I'm gonna get off."

"Hey, relax. You're fine." He sits up and this ends up with me directly in his lap. 

I try to stand off him but his arms wrap around my waist and hold me down. How embarrassing. "Oh geez, let go."

"Mh, nah. I like this position," he smirks. 

"I-I..."

"Well, I see the lovebirds have finally woken up." Oh dear.

"Mom!?"

"Oh shit," Jacob mumbles. He pulls me off him and stands us both up.

I look to my mom who's standing in the threshold of the kitchen. She's leaning against the doorframe with a surprisingly calm and playful expression on her face. I'm very much shocked that she's not more upset than anything else. How is she so calm? She looks almost excited about this. Maybe I'm still dreaming? 

"How long have you been there?"

"Well," she starts, clasping her hands together and pushing herself off the doorframe. "I got back from work around 10:30, I was late cause there was more traffic than usual. I thought that by the time I'd get back you'd already be asleep, or at least in your room. But imagine my surprise when I see you sleeping, on the couch, and in the arms of a guy. You too looked so warm and cuddly, I let you both be and put a blanket over you two. There was no point in that anyways because when I woke up this morning, the blanket was on the floor. You two move so much, and I've got proof of that."

"Proof!?" 

Her smugness only grew, as did my panic, as she pulled her phone out. "Well, I got three pictures. One was last night where you two were leaning against each other. Four outta ten, doesn't look comfortable. The second is early this morning. Your whole bodies were on the couch and in this facing each other, spooning position. Seven out of ten, very cute. The last one I got, like ten minutes before you woke up, you on his chest. Nine out of ten, you looked adorable all snuggled up to him." 

My embarrassment is now through the roof. I wanna die. How is she still so calm!?"

"Uh, well it's nice to meet you, Ms. Peña," Jacob chimes awkwardly, his face red. Ugh, I wanna be swallowed by the earth now.