Lovin' Lexi

Chapter 11

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"Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!" Jake yelled, bouncing on my bed.

I groaned, "Shut up, Jake! I'm sleeping."

"Not right now, you're not! So, come on! Come on! Come-"

My hand flew up, pushing him on his shoulder. Jake fell back on my bed, making me fall off of the bed. Laughing, he held his hand out to help me up. I glared at him, getting up off the floor by myself.

"Dammit, Jake, it's eight o'clock in the freakin' morning! What. Do. You. Want?!" I growled.

"I want to spend time with you," Jake grinned cheekily.

"And you couldn't have waited until I woke up because...?"

"Well, you are up now-"

"Jake." I growled out again. I hated it when people woke me up early in the morning.

"Jeez. No need to get your panties in a twist!"

I gaped at him. "You did not just say that!" I laughed.

"Oh, but I did," Jake grinned, wrapping his arms around my waist. "Sorry for waking you up, I just really wanted to spend time with you."

"Did you really have to wake me up at eight o'clock, though?" I asked, still a little annoyed about that.

"Noo..." Jake looked down, bottom lip jutted out like a little kid's.

I smiled. "Cute, but I'm still going back to bed."

"Lex!" Jake whined.

"Jake!" I whined back. "I want to sleep."

"But, but-"

"No buts. I'm going to sleep. Goodnight." I hopped in my bed and threw the covers back on myself. Snuggling into the spot that was still warm, I was starting to drift back to sleep. The covers were pulled up a little, and someone got into the bed with me. It was Jake. He pulled me so that I was half-laying on his chest.

Kissing me on my head, Jake whispered, "Sleep tight, Lex."

The last thing I remember before going to sleep was snuggling closer to Jake.

I woke up a couple hours later. Stretching, I noticed that Jake's arms were wrapped around my waist still. Speaking of Jake, I turned around, to find Jake staring at me.

"Uh..." I said, smiling, "Hello, creeper, why are you staring at me?"

Gasping dramatically, Jake put a hand on his chest. "I am not a creeper!"

"Says the guy who was staring at his girlfriend while she was sleeping."

"It was supposed to be romantic," Jake replied.

"How?" I asked, curious to see what Jake would say.

"Well, all you girls thought it was really romantic when Edward stared at Bella all night."

Staring at him, dumbfounded, I sat up on my bed. Jake followed suit, turning himself so we would be facing each other.

"And he did it every night. So you can't call me a creeper for doing it only once for a few minutes."