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"Blake," I poke his arm several times. He groans, and continues to keep his eyes shut. I place my lips on his, hoping for him to wake up.

He sloppily kisses back, considering it's like 9 in the morning and no ones up.

"Wake me up like that everyday please." He lightly laughs and closes his eyes again.

"Get up my friends are coming over."

"Friends?" He asks as if I don't have any.

"I'm highly offended." I get up.

He groans and pulls me back down. "Five more minutes."

"Blake." I whine laying back down.

"Shh."

I sigh and grab my phone.

I scroll though instagram, seeing tons of fan edits about Blake and I.

I get up ignoring Blake and whatever he was gonna say.

1:05. The clock reads. And everyone's still asleep. I decide to cook.

"Boo." Weston whisper yells grabbing my shoulders. I jump stepping back from the food I'm attempting to make.

"Y'all slept in so late." I laugh continuing to cook.

"I've been awake I was just half awake. And half dreaming." He tries to make a point.

"Whatever you say." I shrug.

"Ohh I want pancakes." He take one off my plate.

"What a loser." I put another one on my plate.

He takes it again, "Wes10, I'm going to kill you."

He laughs and shoves them in this mouth causing me to laugh even harder.

"I hate you so much." My laughter slows down as the doorbell rings. "Early guests my favorite." I roll my eyes.

"Zachary where have you been?" I yell as if I'm his mom. I guest it's not as early guest.

"I'm sorry mom I've been in jail." He shrugs. "Just kidding, but I'm going back to Texas, my mom wants me home for a while before I go on tour." He hugs me.

"Okay bye?" I laugh.

He leaves and I laugh to myself.

"It was just Zach he's going back to Te-" Before I finish an egg crashed on my head. "Weston!" I yell, turning around facing him. I take it off my head and put it on his.

"What's going on?" Blake walks into the kitchen. We don't say anything.

"Having a food fight." I laugh wiping the access egg out of my hair. 

He ignores my comment and leaves the room.

"I'm gonna take a shower." I run up the stairs.

After taking a shower, I change and brush my hair.

I finish everything I need to do in the bathroom and go back down stairs. Weston's gone do he must be using the shower down stairs considering he had more egg in his hair than me.

I go into the living room to see Blake and Sabrina talking. Mentally I roll my eyes and plop down in the fort by Mario. "Hello." I sigh typing in my password.

"Hey what's wrong?" He asks going on his phone to. I point behind us, and drop my head.

It wouldn't be a big deal if Sabrina didn't hate me, and if they were just talking not flirting.

"Well hello." Mark wakes up. Damn everyone wakes up so late.

I fake smile. It's almost 3. I'm not really looking forward to Destiny to come over.

"Will." Blake gets up and nods his head for me to follow him.

"Wish me luck." I laugh getting up.

"What." I cross my arms leaning against the wall him in front of me.

"Damn what's wrong?" He acts a little taken back. I ignore him and wait for him to figure it out. He has a confused look on his face so I just decide to tell him.

"You've been flirting with Sabrina for the last 10 minutes." I bite my lip regretting saying that.

"So now I can't be friends with pretty girls?" He fights back.

I glare at him. "That's not what I m-"

He cuts me off, "If that's how this relationship is going to work than it's not gonna work." He raises his voice.

My eyes sting with tears. "Whatever you say, Blake." I run to the bathroom, where Weston just came out of.

I grab my phone out of my pocket.

Willow: don't come today it's not a good day
Destiny: awe why not
Willow: it's none of your business. just not today
Destiny: ok?

I let out all my emotions and leave the bathroom. Blake still talking to Sabrina, probably trying to irritate me. It's working score him.
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