"Wake up fuckers! Let's go! First day of vacation and I ain't gonna be stuck in this house all day", Candy screamed as she banged the metal spoon against the biggest pot. I groaned, putting the pillow over my head
"Don't come in here, don't you dare", I growled and the door opened "fuck!"
"Good morning princess!", Candy greeted and began to bang the pot again
"Bang the damn pot again and I will obliterate you!", I growled sitting up with my hair in my face, she hesitated "do it, I dare you!"
"Don't do it", NaTasha spoke walking into the room and glared at her sister
"Thank you", I yawned and stretched out my limbs "you just saved a life"
"Okay, who's gonna wake up Dalton?", Lane asked and we all looked at each other
"Not it!", Lane called shaking his head
"Not it", Tasha said
"Not it!", Candy yelled and I glared at all of them
"Pussies", I mumbled putting on my slipper and shuffled out of my room to Dalton's room
"Woah, language", David tsked and I glared at him
"This is how I am in the morning when SOMEONE bangs on a pot like a crazy person", I stated glaring at Candy and he nodded
"Okay, I understand that", he replied and I went inside Dalton's room. Unlike everyone else, he was out cold and his room had a peaceful aura to it. The cover was pulled up to his waist, he was shirtless, and had his face stuffed in the pillow he was holding for his dear life. I walked over and hesitated- just do it!
"Dalton", I said poking his arm and he didn't respond "wake up". He still didn't respond- he must be really tired.... I grabbed the pillow he was hugging, which was a struggle, but he still didn't wake up- he never used to sleep this hard right?
"Freaking rock", I grunted tugging his arm and I was instantly pulled down into the bed- holy shit! No no no no no, this can't be happening! My face was literally an inch away from his chest and he arm wrapped around me tightly- does he think I'm the pillow? Dammit Dalton!
"Okay, just breathe, you can do this Symphony", I whispered calming myself but my heart is beating out of control. He's so warm, I just wanted to snuggle and fall asleep here.... I shouldn't.... I really shouldn't
"Symphony", he said in the most quiet whisper and my face started to feel really hot- did he wake up?! Or is he dreaming? Dreaming about me? I tilted my head back and looked at his sleeping face, so soft and calm. A small smile even graced his lips and i smiled too- did dreaming about me make his smile? I hope so.... Wait! I came here to do something....right! Wake up Dalton.... But he looks so peaceful.
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