Friend, Please

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Michael's POV.

As I hear Alissa say goodnight to the boys, I quickly finish brushing my teeth and quickly climb into my bunk. As I crawl under my blankets I see out of the corner of my eye Alissa closes the sliding door. I look towards her. She faces towards my bunk and I quickly click on my phone so she can't see my face. She shakes her head

"Goodnight Dickhead." I hear her mumble looking up at my bunk. I smile to myself as she climbs into the bunk bed. I turn myself in the bed and put my phone down and plug it into the wall. I quickly cuddle into one of my three pillows I asked for Alissa and I both. I shut my eyes lightly being sure not to squeeze them too tight in case it hurts my cut, I slowly drift off to sleep.

"Michael."

"Michael get up you twat."

I slowly open my eyes to see Luke's face hitting me in the chest. "Ugh fuck." I groan as my eyes shoot open.

"Good morning sunshine." Luke says sarcastically. Looking at him I glare.

"Why in the fucking hell of all things holy in the world did you fucking wake me up?" I say annoyed.

"Well it's noon so you know, it's for the best." he says scoffing at me. I turn to face the opposing wall. I can feel my head start to ache. "Michael seriously come on I need to wake up Alissa too." Luke says groaning.

"Don't. Even. Try. It." I hear her muffled voice come from below me.

"You guys seriously let's go we can get pizza." Luke tries bargaining.

"But I'm dead." Alissa says. I start laughing at this which causes my forehead to scrunch up.

"Fucking Ow." I groan as I notice my cut started to pound.

"What's wrong with you?" Luke asks although I don't know which one of us he is asking.

"Jetlag." Alissa says in her thick accent she always had a stronger accent in the morning.

"And Michael?" Luke says referring to me.

"This bloody cut on my fucking forehead." I say groaning again.

"Well if you get up you can take some Ibuprofen." Luke once again attempts to coax me out of bed.

"But that takes effort." I say turning onto my back.

"God you both are such lazy asses." Luke groans I shift looking at him his hands looked like they were going tear all his hair out in one yank.

"Okay here's my proposition," Alissa speaks up. "We get up if, we get to order two meat lover's pizzas, and we get malted milkshakes with extra malt." I smile widely. That was her go to order when she was down, happy, depressed. It was her usual order just doubled.

"Are you both going to get out of bed?" Luke asks in a motherly voice.

"Yes mum." Both Alissa and I said in unison.

"I'm not your mom," Luke huffs. "But fine, we will get the stupid pizza and shakes."

"Meat lovers and Malt's, not shakes, with extra malt." Alissa corrects him.

"Two meat lover's pizzas and two Malt's with extra malt." Luke repeats antsy.

"There you go." Alissa says. I can hear her shifting to get out of bed. I do the same I swing my legs over the edge of the bunk. "Wow watch it." I feel Alissa hold my feet from hitting her head.

"Oops sorry." I apologizes scooting myself away from her. As Alissa stands I climb down. I look over at Luke to see he is looking at his phone. "Where are you ordering from?"