Reasons To Stay • Brandon Flynn

Chapter 1: Getaway

Nadine's pov

"Wakey wakey, Nadine!" I could feel my little sister, Logan, practically jumped onto my bed, making me bounce for a bit. She's actually not so little. She's 16, and going to turn 17 this October.

"For fuck's sake," i hissed under my breath. I threw the blanket over my head and snuggled up more.

"Come on, Nadine, wake up!" She's now shaking my shoulder.

"Shut up! Im trying to sleep here!" I snapped.

She stopped shaking me. Few seconds later i felt her getting up from my bed. Guess that little trouble has now gone, finally walking out of my door. But i didn't hear the sound of the door being slammed so i figured she just left without closing the door. God. What is wrong with closing the door? Ugh i hate this. I need to get up to close it myself because i don't like it when people left my door open.

Oh but i don't care at this moment, the only thing i want to do is just sleeping off this day. My eyes are drooping within seconds, sending myself back into my sleep. But as i started to drift back to sleep, i felt someone's hands jerkily pulling on my feet. Oh i just knew by the action that she was Logan. She didn't really leave. She let my feet drop and hang from the edge of my bed.

I sat up immediately with blanket still wrapped around my body. "What the fuck, Logan, what do you want?"

A smirk had plastered on her face.

"What? You woke me up just so i can see you giving me that look? Thank you, Logan. Now get out before i kick that ass of yours," i ranted, feeling pissed.

"Calm down, grumpy." She's now laughing.

"Tell me what you want. Just cut it short, geez, Logan, i need to go back to sleep," i sounded more like whining than nagging.

"Don't tell me you forgot that we'll leave tonight,"

"Where to? We're not going anyw— God!" I stood up in quick, heading to my closet.

"Don't tell me you haven't packed yet." She said, tailing behind me.

Last time i checked, i was the one who was excited for this getaway so i practically had packed and put everything away into my suitcase since the day my parents told us that we're going to go on a vacation.

"You're unbelievable." Logan said as she watched me collecting my suitcases. I'll bring only two with me.

"What?" I asked blankly, turning to her.

"How could you forget if you already packed?" She chuckled.

We both know that her laugh is contagious because the moment she laughs, i'll always tend to do the same. And now thats what i do. "I had no idea that its today, until you walked in and caused so much trouble," i said, still laughing.

"What have i done to you anyway?" She snorted as she rolled her eyes.

"Oh a lot." I smirked at her question.

"Oh yeah? Well, name it," she scoffed.

"First off, you walked into my room." I point out my finger.

"What? I—,"

"No complaining, darling. I got a long list for you," i cut her off.

She just laughed. "Okay go ahead,"

"Two, you jumped onto my bed. Three, you woke me up. Four, you left my door open. Five, you pulled on my feet. Seriously that one last thing really pissed me off,"

"One last thing, huh? Anything else?" She raised one of her eyebrows.

"Im not done." I told her, struggling to drag both of my suitcases out of my closet.