6 Months

I Know You Like Me 0.6

I woke up to my alarm on my phone. I screamed out in frustration and picked it up. It can't be eleven yet, can it? I only went to sleep a few hours ago. Sleep goes by quickly. I turned in my king size bed and grabbed my phone to pick it up. 05:42. That can't be right. Why would I set my alarm at twenty to six in the morning.

I slide my thumb across the screen to put it on snooze. I turned back around in my bed and fell back to sleep. That didn't go to plan. My alarm when off again at six. What is going? Why would I set two alarms to go off in the early morning.

I drank quite a lot last night and don't remember much. Why did I set these alarms to wake me up? I don't have to wake up until eleven. I switched the alarm off and went back to sleep. My alarm went off again at half past six. Is my phone broke? What is going on? I switched the alarm off again and fell back asleep. I'm tired as hell and if this phone rings once more I will be sure to chuck it at the wall.

I spoke to soon because the alarm went off again an hour later, and then again half hour after that. After two hours of just giving up on sleep and decided to turn my phone on and check my alarms. It was almost nine in the morning and I was not amused by the more alarms to come. They were all going to go off every half hour until twelve.

I knew this wasn't me and the only person it could of been was Cobain. I jumped out of bed and left my bedroom in a huff. I made my way over to Cobain's room and knocked loudly on his door. When I didn't get a respond I opened it and stormed in. Cobain was sat on his bed with a cup of hot chocolate in his hand and a phone in the other. He glanced up and gave me a smirk.

"Why would you do that?!" I screamed at him.

I watched him raise an eyebrow at me. "I don't know what you're talking about," He told me looking at my body and not my face. What was he looking at?

"Of course you do," I scoffed. He didn't reply to me and continued to stare down at my body in a trance. "What are you-" I cut myself off when I looked down and realized I was only in  a pants and a crop top.

I couldn't be bothered to get dressed properly last night for bed so I left myself in a horrible state. I gasped making him chuckle. "How did you sleep?" He then asked looking up at my face this time.

I rolled my eyes as he took a sip from his drink. "Have you seen how early it is?" I questioned him. Cobain shrugged. "I don't have to be up until twelve in the afternoon and you know that,"

"Then why are you awake?" He asked me with the smirk still playing on his lips. I really want to slap it off. I turned my phone on and chucked it at him showing him all the alarms. "Do you really need to set all these alarms?" He chuckled.

I walked over to him and snatched my phone out of his hand. "You're an idiot," I told him and stormed back out of his room. Another alarm went off making me scream out in aggravation. I turned it off and heard Cobain laughing from his room.

I turned all the alarms off and trust me there was a lot. I went back into my room and tried to go back to asleep. Successfully it worked. I woke up hours later just like I needed to and jumped out of bed. I made my way out of my room and went over to the kitchen. I grabbed the bottle of whiskey and took a swing out of it.

I noticed that the apartment was quiet, too quiet and walked around trying to find Cobain. I walked over to the bathroom and found that he wasn't in there, but left the light on. I rolled my eyes and turned it off. I am not paying extra just because he can't be bothered to switch it off.

I walked over to his bedroom and knocked on his door. When I got nothing in reply I opened it. He wasn't there either. I went back to my own room just so I could grab my phone and call him. He answered on the third ring. "Morning sleeping beauty," He chuckled.