The Pact

Chapter Twenty-Eight: You're like the brother I never wanted

"Oh... Oh no." I groaned, looking around the familiar room and realizing my drunk self thought a sleepover was a good idea.

I sighed as I turned my head and saw Aaron was sound asleep, his arm thrown around my waist and his chest evenly rising and falling. I looked down, cursing at my naked body under the sheets.

"Deja vu." I said, rubbing my head as I felt a soft pounding begin.

I carefully tried to get out from under Aaron's grip, slowly getting out of bed. I searched for my underwear, grabbing a clean black t-shirt from Aaron's dresser. I slipped on a pair of boxers and made my way to the door, quietly tiptoeing into the kitchen.

I looked around, happy I was in the clear until I ran into a surprisingly soft yet hard surface.

I groaned, looking up and locking my eyes with Joey.

"Morning there sunshine, care for a cup of coffee?"

"F.ucking hell." I sighed, brushing past him and opening the fridge, pulling out some creamer for my coffee.

"Glad to see you woke up on the right side of the bed this morning; Aaron's bed to be specific."

"Have I ever told you that I really didn't like you?" I said, shooting him a tight-lipped smile.

"Have I ever told you how stupid you were? Oh I have? Well I'm going to tell you again anyways. You're a god damn idiot." He said, setting his mug of coffee down.

"Don't you dare lecture me again." I warned as I grabbed a mug and poured the remainder of the steaming pot.

"Just saying, the boxers and lack of bra aren't shedding you in a good light right now." He shrugged.

I flipped him off, sitting at the counter and sipping from my mug.

Justin walked out, a brunette following after him and he held her hand. She was in a short black skimpy dress and his bed head was ridiculous as he walked her out in just his boxers. "Bye babe, I'll call you later?" He said, pecking her lips before opening the door for her. She shot him a sly smile and waved, prancing out the door.

Justin rubbed his face as he shut the door and stopping when he registered our eyes on him. "Oh don't give me those judging eyes." He said, going into the kitchen and grabbing a bowl before reaching for a box of cereal.

"It's like I was watching a stereotype come to life." I sighed, sipping from my mug.

"You know what, you're one to talk." Justin said, shaking his head at me.

"Oh my god! What is up everyone's ass this morning?" I exclaimed.

"It's actually two in the afternoon." Travis said, walking out of his bedroom and joining us in the kitchen.

"What? No girl to walk out this fine Sunday?"

He gave me a smirk, holding his finger up and shaking it. "Ah, the rule is to not let them get comfortable. Hump and dump, blondie. Hump and dump."

"Wow, you're actually an even bigger ass than I thought." I smiled warmly.

"So uh, what's this mean?" Justin said, motioning towards me and my clothes, well lack of.