I Nerd You, You Nerd me

Chapter Sixteen - You Drool and Kick

     

         Our giggling subsided when Mark turned around,shook his head and waltzed back into his room.  My head rested on his shoulder and his head rested untop of mine as we drew in big ragged breaths caused by our fit of laughter. I could feel his smile untop of my head, I smiled too.

    Shifting, we both sat up and shrugged off our coats. Rogan walked away, down the hallway and into his room dissapearing for a moment. He came back out in sweatpants and a baggy V-neck shirt. Grey eyes caught mine and he smiled. I blushed lightly hoping he couldn't see it, but I returned the display of happiness.

        Rogan hopped onto the couch and settled in next to me. 

       " Go change into somthing comfy." I nodded and grabbed my bag sauntering down the hall and into the bathroom.

      I walked around the couch and took my spot, avoiding the gaze Rogan had placed onto me. His eyes quickly averted to the TV screen. The very start of the fourth movie, which was actually the frist to be released, Stars Wars: A New Hope IV. I looked down at my attire it wasn't that bad was it? I myself had on a pair of sweatpants and loose hang off the shoulder shirt.

       But whatever I guess.

      " Ready?" Rogan asked with a evil cock to his smile.

       I smiled back like a kid on christmas." I'm very ready!"

  His fingers moved to the 360 controller, since that was what it was playing on, but he stopped abruptly and looked at me calmly.

      " Well, I'm not." He smiled sheepishly hopping off the couch per usual and grabbing his cellphone off the counter," We need sushi."

      I rolled my eyes and settled back into the couch comfortably.

     The sushie arrived about twenty minutes after he had called. I gracefully jumped over the couch and grabbed my sushi before jumping back onto the couch. Rogan's arched an eyebrow in question, I just winked and looked at the screen expectantly wanting it to play.

    Rogan hopped onto the couch too with sushi in hand andpressed play. I hadn't noticed he'd turned of the lights. I could see his sillouhette that was outlined by the tv's light.

      " Ready?" I asked smirking before he could open his mouth to ask the same thing.

      He smiled back and grabbed for the controller, settling it on his lap. Rogan looked up and smiled.  " Ready," he laughed and pressed play.

    

    We sat quietly through the frist movie, it ended around ten, so we got up stretched and Rogan shoved the next movie in. Half-way through the second movie which is actually the fifth; Empire Strikes Back, Rogan got up from the couch and came back with a blanket for us each. I cuddled up to mine, which smelled like him and watched the rest.

    During the third movie which was actually the sixth,Return of the Jedi, It was just getting up and stretching periodically. Rogan had gotten me a glass of water like I wanted. It was pretty nice. It continued like that, streching and then a new movie till after the fifth one which was actually the second one, Attack of the Clones That we started to yawn. It was three fifty two am. Rogan shut the tv screen off and stretched out on the couch causing me to tumble off. He took up the whole damn thing.

      " Well excuse me mister couch hogger, but I need to sleep too." I stood up with my hands on my hips radiating attitude.

 Rogan snorted and shook his head, lightly curled mocha hair flopping around. " Go sleep somewhere else, I'm too comfy to move, just sleep at the end of the couch, or go int my room." He yawned, digging himself further into the sofa. 

      It felt wrong sleeping in Rogan's room, so I didn't even attempt that. Instead I just took the blanket he'd given me and sat on his feet at my end of the couch, my head resting against the back of it trying to sleep.

     He snorted again and moved his feet, causing me to fall off once again. Gosh this boy frustrates me. " Don't sit on my feet," He mumbled.

          I rolled my eyes," Then where am I suspose to sleep? I'm not taking up your room." I hissed.

        He rolled overslightly So he was on his side and a gapping space was left between the couch and him. His arms wrapped around my waist and torso as he lifted me and slid me in.

   Now I was squished between the couch hogger and the couch. I rolled my eyes and looked up at him. He smiled cockily and playfully, his face inchs from mine. I sighed and waited for him to fall asleep before I'd get comfortable.

          Probably around eight minutes later when he seemed past out, I snuggled against him, out bodies pushed together, not like they already weren't. I leaned my head  inthe crook of his neck and placed my hands on his chest, I started to close my eyes but then strong arms wrapped around me pulling me closer and making things comfyier surpringsly.

          I took a sharp intake of breath.

          He better be sleeping.

 My thoughts didn't last long, a wave of exhaustion rolled over me and I fell asleep against Rogan with his arms around me.

-----------------------

 My eyes fluttered open slowly to the new day. I tried moving my legs a bit because they felt stiff and heavy but I couldn't. I peered over to see why. Rogan's leg was suspending mine down. I looked at his face, slowly taking in his jaw, nose and cheekbones making my way up to his eyes.

    They weren't closed like I thought they'd be. a gentle smirk played on his lips when our eyes met. Before I could say anything he interupted.

      " Morning, did you know you sleep with your mouth open, you drool, and you kick and move a hell of a lot." His smirk turned a little towrads the dark side," And the leg thing? it was to keep you from beating me to death." He smirked again I glared at him from under my lashes.

    " Yes, I'm quite aware thank you very much, now move your leg off of me please," I huffed. How rude, okay so I knew I wasn't an attractive sleeper, no need to pin point my every flaw while i'm passed out.

     Rogan shifted so that his leg was off of me. The only way I could get off was by practically straddling him. I sighed. I swung one leg over him and his eyebrow arched in question.

    " Woah Cora, I hate to tell you this, but uh, I don't think this is.." I cut him off before he could say the rest.

     " Don't get your hopes up Rogan." And swung my other leg over grabbing my bag and walking into the washroom to clean up.

     I came back on in what I was wearing last night, except my face was washed, my teeth brushed, along with my hair which was up in a failed attempt at a messy bun. Rogan lounged on the couch with a glass of orange juice in hand. I arched my eyebrow and he raised his other hand to reveal a glass for me. I smiled.

     How kind of him.

     For now. 

   The time on my phone read ten thirty, we'd only slept for six or seven hours but oh well. Rogan turne don the xbox and the Tv and we sat down to watch the last movie, which was actually the third but made last.

      At the end of it, Rogan dorve me back to my dorm and ew mumbled our over tired goodbyes, I passed out immediatly on my bed. For someone who doesn't party, I was wasted, well nerdy wasted. You know when you do soemthing nerdy for too long and you feel completly wiped?

    Well, yeah, that.