My Roommate and The Boys

Raven's POV

I screamed for about the millionth time that night. "MAX?!" I enter my dorm, Nick trailing behind me to make sure I didn't hurt myself. Max came running out of the bathroom, in only his joggers and with shaving cream all over his chin and neck. "What happened?!" He was panicking. He probably caught on that something terrible happened from my tears and my panicked shrieks. "He-he's dead! HES DEAD!" I kept wailing that August was dead while I was squished in a hug sandwich by Nick and Max's muscular chests. I realized that I needed to choose between Max and Nick now. I felt that I knew who I would choose, but at the same time, I felt as though it was still a complete mystery as to who I had feelings for. I thought of Max, and felt as though I had his muscular arms wrapped around my neck in a comforting hug. I felt so comfortable around him, as if he was my slightly older brother. I thought of Nick and felt as though he was my comforting best friend as well. More tears fell down onto the hardwood of the little entryway into our dorm room. I heard the little plops as I kept crying, and crying, and crying. I felt the tears start to become less and less frequent, as I was becoming dehydrated. I let out a dry cough and felt Nick's presence disappear from my left side, Max still hugging my right. I looked up to see Nick disappear behind the wall and I whimpered. He came back not five seconds later with a bottle of water in his hand. His normally charming, smirking face had been replaced by a furrowed brow, and a slight frown which looked honestly SO attractive. I felt blood rush to my cheeks as I thought about it. I buried my face in Max's chest to hide it as Nick crouched in front of me. "Here, drink." I shook my head, not wanting him to see my blush. "Cmon, Ray. You've gotta drink some water." I stayed silent, still trying to hide my blush from him. He let out an exasperated sigh and pulled me away from Max. Now, I was laying across his lap. I felt my blush grow more and more and he smirked. Suddenly, he put the bottle to my lips, causing some water to flow out of it. I drank it, happily. Not being able to hide my blush, I looked up at Nick. Our eyes locked and his dark, chocolatey brown eyes were filled with emotion. As I finished the bottle of water, he pulled it away from my mouth and tossed it into the trash can. He looked back at me, his eyes flickering with something I can't explain. He leaned in close to me, our lips almost touch, when suddenly, the door slams open.
"TOP O' THE MORNIN' TO YA LADDIES! Oh, did I interrupt something?"