I woke the next morning, sweating, the blankets down to our ankles.
"Why is it so hot?" I muttered to what I thought was myself but apparently Tristan was awake.
"It's because I'm here." He smirked as he rubbed his eyes.
"Yeah sure okay." I scoffed so he decided to plop himself on me. "You're squishing me!" I squealed but he didn't budge.
"You're comfy." He commented and I pushed him off me while rolling myself, it ended with me on the ground, I sat on the ground and whined, clutching a pillow to my face.
"I hate you." I flipped him the bird and started to make the bed, well attempted, Tristan wouldn't move, so I made it around him. "Can you move?" I asked and he shook his head, smiling to himself as he buried his head into the pillow, messing up the bed even further.
"Let's have a lazy day." He suggested. "We can walk to the shops and get food and eat until our stomach explode."
"Why do I feel like I'm going to get really fat because you're around?"
"Who cares we can be fat together, and roll the streets like boulders."
"Did you call me a boulder?" I crossed my arms as I stared at him lying on the bed, he just nodded. "Fine."
"We can be boulders?" He perked up.
"We can be boulders." I confirmed, he smiled and got up to get ready.
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"Odds on asking that woman out?" I dared him as we walked the aisles of Tesco.
"One to five."
"One, two, three, two!" We both shouted and I smirked while he groaned.
"I'm going to be Australian." He decided and I giggled.
"What ever you please." I said and he strutted over to the at least forty year old women.
"Hi, I was wondering if you'd like to go on a date with me? It's just you're so beautiful and I couldn't take my eyes off you." I heard him tell the woman, in an Australian accent, a bad one might I add, and she laughed.
"I'm married, sorry babe." She smiled at him and he pouted.
"But I'm Australian!" He almost shouted which just made her laugh. "Sorry, it was a dare." He admitted.
"I guessed." She told him and walked away while he walked to me, going red in the face from embarrassment.
"You're Australian accent is shocking."
"Oh yeah? You try one then." He challenged and I bit my lip, I was awful at accents.
"Good day mate." I tried and he burst out laughing, holding onto one of the shelves for support.
"Don't chat shit about stuff you don't know about." He told me and I just flipped him off, walking off to the sweet aisle, he followed me.
"Can I have a picture?" A small voice asked and the both of us snapped around.
Tristan just nodded at her giving her a hug, she was around seventeen, eighteen at the oldest, she handed her phone to me and I snapped a picture, she looked as if she was about to cry.
"What's your name?" I asked her when handing the phone back.
"Jenny." She told me with a smile. "Are you guys together?" We both shook our heads.
"Just friends." I smiled. If we weren't telling the boys about us we certainly weren't telling fans.
"I ship it." She added, "more than I shipped Tralex." I fought back a smile because a fan liked me more than Alex.
