Michael Phelps, love life

10

Samantha POV

They left at eight, and it's now one. I know their coaches won't be impressed, especially Bob. They are meant to have a training session tomorrow, but I can't imagine that happening.

Two am....... They're still not back. I'm just watching tv, as I'm trying to stay awake.

Two fifteen.....I'm getting really tired now.

Two thirty...................

BANG!!!

I suddenly wake up. I realise that someone or something is banging on the door, making a ridiculous noise. I go and open it,i realise that it's Nat and Ryan, with Michael behind. Nat and Ryan are clearly drunk, though I'm not sure if Michael is. He could just not be as affected by the alcohol, or didn't drink as much.

Nat and Ryan start stumbling towards me. I see that Nat is about to trip over something, so I go to help her. Putting her arm around my shoulder, I walk her back to her room. She lay down straight away, on to her bed. Just as i turn round, to go out of the door, i hear soft snores. I smile, knowing that she is already fast asleep.

I go into the living room, to see that Ryan is asleep on the couch. Michael is standing up, smirking at me. I give him a confused look. Though i now know that he is definetly drunk. He walks over to me. He gets so close, that i can smell the alcohol from his breath. I step back, a little worried of what is going to happen. Michael suddenly yawns. 

"Are you tired?" I ask. He nods. "You can sleep in my bed then. I'll sleep in Nats."

"But Nat's in her bed."

"Yeah, but i'm not letting you sleep in someone elses bed. Especially when they haven't even arrived yet." I say back.

"Why don't you just sleep in yours with me?" He says. Well now i know he's one hundred billion percent drunk.

"Hang on where are your keys?" I ask Michael.

"Oh, we lost them when we were out." Michael says with a drunk smirk still on his face. 

"I'm going to Nats bed." I say, walking over to her room. Michael starts following me. I open the door to her room, to see that she is asleep like a starfish. Her arms and legs are spread out, leaving no possible room for me. 

"Looks like we'll have to share." Michael slurs. I just agree, because i am so tired, that i feel like i will pass out if i don't sleep.

I get into my bed, and ignore Michael. I turn the other way and fall straight to sleep.............