I guess I am staying the night. Luckily, I am off tomorrow at work. It took me a minute to realize that Chris was still just wearing boxers.
"Might wanna put some pants on, Chris," I said to him.
"You don't think I look sexy in my boxers," he retorted. I laughed and said, "Hate to break it to you, babe,"
Chris gasped, dramatically. He finally picked up his jeans and proceeded to put them on. Then, he put his shirt on.
"Thank you," I said before smiling, arrogantly. God, I have spent to much time with these boys, already.
"Okay, we have two couches, and three people, so," Phil trailed off. I still was very confused.
"So, who lives here?" I asked.
PJ began talking to me again (luckily),"Dan and Phil live here." Okay, so Dan and Phil had bedrooms. Great, I had to sleep in the same room as Chris and PJ. I nodded at PJ.
"How are we gonna decide who gets the couches?" I asked. Chris being the way he is, jumped in, "Well, you could always go sleep with Dan." He smiled. I kicked him in the balls, which wiped the smile off his face. I began walking to the other room to grab my jacket.
"I'm out of here," I said.
"God, Lola. Was that necessary?" Chris asked.
"Was your comment necessary?" I rebutted. Chris opened his mouth and I expected some snarky comment, but instead he said, "Fair enough, but you aren't leaving."
"And why the hell aren't I?" I asked. "You guys don't own me."
"True, but it is 9 o'clock, and it's dark," Dan said.
"Do I look like I give a shit?" I asked.
"And she swears. Peej, stop pick up girls at truck stops and tattoo parlors," Chris said. I began to walk away and said, "I am so FUCKING out of here." Somebody grabbed my waist. I turned around and looked up at PJ.
"Just stay," he said to me.
"Fine!" I said. Damn those adorable, green eyes of his. "I cant promise that when you all wake up that Chris wont have broken bones, though." Everyone, but I laughed. "That wasn't a joke."
"Okay, what are the sleeping arrangements?" Dan asked, obviously not taking my threat seriously.
"I can sleep on the floor," PJ offered.
"Are you sure, Peej? I can sleep on the floor." I volunteered.
"It's fine," he said.
"Try and get some sleep, guys," Phil said as he and Dan left the room. This was followed by several okay's and things of that manner. Dan came back in with a stack of duvets, and he placed them on one of the couches. I grabbed a duvet off the stack and laid down on the couch closest to me. I almost immediately fell asleep.
I woke up at 2 AM, and who knows why. I looked down and saw PJ looking at me.
"Hey," I whispered, careful not to wake the sleeping Chris across the room.
"Hi." He sounded mad at me.
"Are you mad at me?"
"Why'd you kiss Dan?" I was caught off guard by the question. Why did I kiss Dan? I don't even know, myself.
"I don't know. Why?"
"Well, we all expected you to kiss me, and I just think you are sweet, and I don't know if you just don't like me or what."
