7 Life with Creek

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Branch's POV;

I go into the closet and pull out an old blanket that was never used. Creek and (Y/N) talk in the living room. (Y/N) is sleeping on the couch and Creek is sleeping on the floor with this dusty old blanket. I still don't trust that nasty traitor and he better stay away from (Y/N). She means a lot to me and it hurt me very much to see her hurt. Who am I kidding? I know I love her. But I know she doesn't feel the same. I come into the living room and see her laughing with that cute little laugh she contains. I spread the blanket out on the floor and toss an old pillow on it. "Here's your bed Creek." I say deeply and plop down on the couch next to (Y/N). He looks at it and then back at me. "Why, thank you Branch, I knew one day that heart of yours would warm up." He chirped cheerfully. I was furious, my muscles tensed and I gritted my teeth. Just then I felt a warm hand being placed on my arm. It was (Y/N), sweet (Y/N), how could she care for a complete douche like Creek. "Well (yawns) I'm really tired boys, if you wanna gossip, please do it somewhere else please." And with that she lay on the couch and faced away from us. I grabbed a fuzzy blanket from the closet and draped it over her curvy body. Before Creek could say anything that would piss me off I ran to my bedroom and slammed the door.

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