I wake up the next morning curled up in a chair, with Jack, and Zach in our room taking pictures.
"well aren't you guys just adorable!" He laughs as he shows me his phone
"shh, Jack is still asleep." I shush him as I begin to look
Photo
(yes I'm aware that's an old photo of two random Ass people but it's cute OK)
"Zach! You can't just take pictures of people." I whisper yell at him
"I can and I just did! I'm going back to bed." He laughs and runs out the door, it shutting causing Jack to wake
"what?" he mumbles as he rubs his eyes
"morning curly sue." I stretch a bit as I speak
"what time is it? And why are we cuddling...on a chair?" he asks looking around the room
"it's 7, and because you wouldn't move to the bed, and when I tried to get you to you asked me to sleep here with you, grabbed my hand and kept going "shhh" every time I tried to say anything." I laugh as I turn around to face him
"Damn really?" he laughs
"yeah,"
"it's only 7? Screw that. I'm going back to sleep. Wake me up at 9." he laughs as he closes his eyes and puts his head in my chest
I mean, okay?
"hell if we can go back to sleep, count me in." I say happily, resting my head on his as we cuddle together and fall asleep.
Like him or not, sleep is sleep and warmth is warmth. We can go back to disliking each other when it's 9.
9 a.m.
"Oh my children! I told you! I told you all! This is amazing. This is the cutest thing ever. Mah soul is so happy right now." I wake up to the sound of a happy Christina and a whining Jack
"stoppp! You're flash is on." he pouts as he buries his face Into my sweater
"Seriously Christina, you have one hell of a way of waking someone up." I laugh as she and Corbyn stand in the middle of the room
"I'm sorry you guys are adorable, but blame yourself. Not me." she says defensively and Corbyn just laughs
"I thought you didn't like each other, how did you end up cuddling in a chair all night?" he questions with a slight laugh
"hey sleep is sleep weather you like that person or not." I shrug
"besides, she's warm." he smiles, him still pressed against me
"and as much as I hate to admit it, the kid can cuddle." I laugh as I realize our semi unsusal yet oddly comfortable sitting position
"his uh, his face is in you're boobs." Corbyn points out as he tries not to laugh
"Huh? Oh yeah, I guess it is." I shrug at the half sleeping Jack on my chest
"That's it? Just a Shrug? Christina would have slapped me upside the head!" Corbyn says dumbfounded at my reaction
"well his face has been there un-noticed for hours, no reason to make a big fuss out of it now." I laugh slightly as his Confused face
"she's so chill." Christina looks to Corbyn as though I'm not longer there
"I know and it confuses me." he replies as they leave the room
"Alrighty Jack, time to get up." I pat his head and he just yawns
"seriously dude, we've gotta get ready for the day." I urge again, playing with his curls
"I'm to lazy." He states as he continues to lay.
"aren't we all? But you gotta get up and do it."
"ugh" he scoffs and looks up at me
"up." I push
"you act like my mom." he laughs
"whatever, just get off me so I can get some food." I laugh and attempt to push him off
"oh nope! I'm gonna make you starve." he says like a little kid as he quickly sits on me
"jackkkkk!" I complain
"hmm you'd think from the position were in, I'd be the one moaning out names." he laughs with a small smirk on his smug face
"Ew no!" I laugh slightly and punch his back
"I'm not Ew." he says over dramatically as though I've actually hurt him
"well don't make sex jokes then." I reply simply, still trying to get him off my Lap
"well then, don't moan my name. Or we may just have to give you a reason to." He says quietly, his smirk growing larger as he turns around and leans closer to me, as though he were almost whispering the last part in my ear
"Thanks for the offer, noodle boy. But Im going to have to pass." I reply to him the same smug look to gave to me
"Well see. You say that now, but they always come around." He says with his back turned to me, making his way to the bathroom, cloths in hand and his head held high. You can just feel the smirk on his stupid face growing larger the further he walked away.
What's gotten into him, and why the hell is it with me?
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Staged |Jack Avery|
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