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Joey's Point of View

I drove Daniel back to the Frat house and walked him inside. 

"Thanks for bailing me out Joey...."

"Yah."

"Do you want to hang out for a while?"

"Um.. I don-" I was cut off by a soft groan.

"C'mon, you'll be fine I won't get arrested again... hopefully"

"Um, yah I guess I can for a little while.."

"Yay!"

Daniel's POV

Joey is way to easy. I just got arrested and he still wants to come over. Maybe I can get him to sleep with me tonight. I mean he does seem to be into me. I mean who wouldn't be into me. I'm Daniel Preda. 

"Here" I hand him the glass of sparkling water he asked for.

"Thanks. So I have a question I need to ask you."

"Fire away"

"Why are you being so nice to me?"

Damn-it

"Well, uh, because.. um I uh...... To be honest I don't know. I'm not nice to anyone even my friends."

Smooth Daniel. Way to reel him in.

"Oh." He says a little unsure.

~

"I should probably get back to my dorm room, its getting pretty late..."

"You should stay here. Not worry about driving home. It's fine."

"I don't know."

"C'mon please..?"

"I mean I guess I could, it's only one night and I don't have any classes until 2 tomorrow."

Yes. Yes. Yes.

"Here, follow me upstairs you can borrow some of my clothes."

"Ok."

He sits down on my bed and I dugout some clothes for him to wear. After about 2 minutes of digging around I finally pick out a dark grey Hard Rock Cafe t-shirt from Las Vegas, and a pair of sweatpants. I hand it to him. 

"Thanks"

"No problem"

He goes into the bathroom and gets changed. I quickly text Scott.

~Message~

D: Your gonna owe me some cash soon ;)

S: No way

D: Yes way. He's staying over in the Frat house tonight.

S: Damn Dan, I never woulda thought.

D: Hey!

S: Lol

Joey comes back in wearing my clothes. They are way to big on him, so I let out a chuckle.

"Hey! Don't laugh at me! I'm a short person!"

"Whatever"

He laughs.

"You can sleep in my bed, I'll grab some pillows and a blanket and sleep on the floor."

"No you don't have to do that. You have a big enough bed for the both of us."

"Thanks Joey."

"Yah yah, just stay on your side of the bed."

"Yes sir."

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-Morning-

The sun shines through the blinds and hit my eyes. I open them slowly to notice a small Joey wrapped around me like an octopus. I slowly get out of bed and replace my body with a pillow. I then quickly scoot out of the room and downstairs to make breakfast for the both of us. I grab the frozen blueberries, pancake mix, some bacon, and a couple eggs. I first make the pancakes and put them on the griddle. I then crack the eggs, and whip them up until they are mixed together. Then Joey emerged from my room, half naked with rustled hair. Then I wondered where the hell did his shirt go? Whatever it's a college frat house anything can happen lol.

"Hey Daniel?"

"Yah?"

"Connor just texted me and said the heaters in our dorm are broken, c-''

"Yes Joey."

"But you didn't even know what I was going to say."

"You were going to ask if you and Connor could stay here until the heaters were fixed. Were you, or were you not?"

"Ugh fine, you got me."

I laugh.

"Whatcha makin big boy?"

"Blueberry pancakes, scrambled eggs, and bacon."

"Ahhhhh yessss! I love all those thingssss!"

I chuckle at his obvious adornment to my cooking. I set down his plate at his seat on the island in the middle of our kitchen and I put my plate down next to him. He digs right into his eggs.I start to eat my food but a lot slower. He looks so hot. His messy hair, his shirtlessness, everything. He just looks so- Oh my god. Daniel what has gotten into you. You don't love. You don't like. You don't think other people are hot. Your the hot one. Everyone adores you. That's how it works. But to be 100% honest he was pretty hot. And when I say hot. I mean Hot. I guess I must have been staring at him because he started to look at me funny and snapping his fingers.. awk.

"Daniel. Daniel?? DANIEL!"

"YAh? What"

"You were staring at me."

I tried to play dumb.

"I was?"

"Uh yes?"

"Oh. Sorry."

I was trying to control my urge. Trying so damn hard. But I couldn't. I rammed my lips into his.