Jake's p.o.v
Mike and his girlfriend left hours ago. I'm a bit curious as to what they've been doing all this time. Do they ever bother to worry about us? Sighing, I tossed the covers aside, seeing as Jess was away. I made a quick stop by the loo before grabbing my phone. I hesitated, letting my fingers hover over the call button. Puffing air into my cheeks, I decided to call Jess, check on her and such.
"Yeah, I'm fine babes, but I have to go, busy day," She said, ending the call quicker than it started. To avoid boredom, I called up Mike's phone. It rang a few times before going to voice mail. Maybe he was doing something. I tried Mira's phone and it picked up on the third ring. An annoyed sigh could be heard before Mira's panting voice answered.
My eyes widened a bit. "You okay?" I asked, hearing shuffling on her end. She gave a quick "Mhm" before getting cut off by something. It was silent before Mike's voice was speaking. "Clear off, nonce. We'll be there later," and with that, he hung up. I didn't quite understand the situation, so I shrugged it off. I was quite hungry so I went to make grub.
While applying heat to a few hot dogs, I suddenly got it. "They're shagging," I mumbled, sitting by the telly. Nothing good was on so I tried watching Monty Python. It worked for a bit, thanks to our British humor. I got a text from Mike saying he was sorry, which made me smile. I sent a quick "I understand" and went to go check on my food. It was done, which was good since I was about to die of hunger. While waiting for the two lovebirds to come home, sleep caught up to me.
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I awoke to someone tugging at my hair, causing me to groan. Mira's face was a few inches from mine, and I could smell the alcohol on her breath. Mike's voice was slurred as he called for Mira. "Don't wake the bugger.." he whispered. Glancing at her, I tossed the covers off, leading her to Mike. I do not want to be a babysitter.
He smiled and held her close, giving her a deep kiss. I didn't want to stand and watch my mate snog, so I headed back to bed. It was more comfortable and less noisy. Closing my eyes, I heaved a sigh before feeling warmth and something solid. Opening an eye just a bit, I saw Mira's wide smile. "Mike! Get your daft beaut' out of my bed!"
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The Brit And The Twit
Teen FictionIn a far away land, there, in Britain, lives a boy destined to change a girl's life. This, my mates, is a shit-tier story.