Mal's POV
I woke up to someone holding me like a fucking teddy bear. It was adorable.
I tried to move and who ever it was's grip got tighter.
I turned and saw Haaaas.
"Hayeslee?" I said.
He sucked in a breathe and said "5 more m-minutes"
I paused and said "oh my god! Nash don't pour that ice cold bucket of water on Hayes"
Of course Nash wast there. It worked though.
Hayes shot right up with wide eyes. "Not again" he said and looked around quickly, before sighing in relief.
I laughed and got up. He stretched and looked around a minute before laying back down.
"Hayes. Wake the hell up" I said.
"N-no. I'm s-still tired" he said.
I got up and pulled my blanket away, causing him to yank the blanket back.
"I'm b-begging you 5 more m-minutes" he said.
I rolled my eyes. Way more confident when he first wakes up.
"Fine. But I need to change. So if I tell Cam, you know, over protective big brother, that you refused to leave when I was changing well....he's gonna-"
"Fine" he said and walked out my room.
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Fanfiction"Why were you so scared?" I said. He thought for a minute then gulped and said "y-you make me really nervous, M-Mal" /// Meet Mal Dallas. Cameron Dallas's little sister. Outgoing, popular, party loving. Meet Hayes Grier. Nash Grier's little brothe...