The Bad Boys Mission

VII

It's 2 in the morning! Who in there right mind would text me at this time.
I slowly roll over to my bedside table and slam my hand down on everything until I feel my phone. Eventually I do find it and see the idiot who woke me from my peaceful sleep.

Max.

Great. Just great. I bet this is how every girl wishes to be awoken with. I sigh realizing this probably is some girls dream. I wish she'd take my spot.

After silently complaining for 30 minutes I finally looked at what the air head had to say. God this better be important.

Max: Look I'm sorry for coming off too strong. I know you hate me but its cold outside and I'm waiting for you to open your window.

I read the message again and again making sure my mind isn't playing tricks on me.

He's outside? My window?

I open my curtains quickly and as soon as I look down I see his stupid face. I open my window up as quickly and as quietly as I can.

"What are you doing?" I whisper- yell

"Freezing. Can I come in"

I think about that for a while, but apparently I was taking too long.

"Princess, I don't mean to rush that pretty little mind of yours. But I can't feel my fingers.

I groan and say the one word I will regret later on.

"Fine"

The second those words left my mouth he instantly started climbing up. In less than a minute he was standing in front of me.

"Wow looks like you've done that before"

"Well that's what happens when your raised by monkeys"

I couldn't help the giggle that escaped when he said that. I noticed while I laughed he was smiling at me. Not in a creepy way but a warm and welcoming way. I suddenly felt weird standing there in polka dot pajama pants and a tank top while he looked like a god. You could tell he was tired from the redness in his eyes and the cute way his hair was ruffled. In that moment I knew I just wanted to run my hand through it.

I guess I was staring for too long because the jerk had to ruin my moment.

"Like what you see"

He raised an eyebrow as if challenging me to deny I was staring. No way was I going to. I did what I'm best at. Changing the subject.

"Why are you here at 2 in the morning."

"I couldn't sleep."

"That what NyQuil is for"

Wow my sarcasm is strong tonight. I thought I was clever but Max just seemed annoyed.

"Why come here if you can't sleep?"

He thought about this for a minute and to me it seemed like he really didn't think this through.

"I don't know. All I know I climbing is tiring and there happens to be a large bed behind us."

Oh no. He didn't think he'd stay here did he?

"You don't think you can stay here right?"

"Actually I was hoping I could. I promise I'll stay as far as possible and I won't even try to touch you."

On any other day I would've kicked him out the same way he came in. But seeing the bags under his eyes told me he was serious.

I sighed and mentally kicked my self for being so nice.

"The left side is my side"