Becoming Were

Chapter 11

~Allison's POV~

A hand lightly nudging my arm is what wakes me up. I feel my bed dip and someone move under the covers. I feel a sudden sharp pain run through my head from ear to ear. I shift onto my side, wrapping my legs and arms around the person so I'm practically koala-clinging them. I assume it's Derek, coming home from a party or something. He usually comes into bed with me while I sleep because I tend to have nightmares, especially since mom and dad died. It's probably still the middle of the night and I won't have to get up for school for a few hours so I sigh and attempt to fall back into dreamland.

I hear muffled laughs all around me when I cuddle further into Derek.

"Morning sleeping beauty." I hear a voice say, their voice sounding forced, as though they are trying not to burst into laughter. My head feels like someone is hammering nails into it.

"Oh Der, I had the strangest dream. I was a werewolf, but I had a smoking hot mate. You should have seen him-" The same voice as before cuts me off.

"-Alice, you should probably stop talking right about now."

"Nooooo." I mumble, still exhausted. "He was great, his name was Dylan and he was just so, so yeah."

Fits of giggles burst out around me. What the heck? Don't they know my head hurts? How rude.

"So yeah?" The voice repeats and I hear more snickers around me. 

"Yeah. Now shut up, my head hurts." I reply.

Wait a second- WHO'S IN MY ROOM?!

I snap my eyes open only to be caught with a flash of bright light. I stuff my face in Derek's side and I hear laughter again, as well as Derek's body shaking from it. I sit up immediately and see Derek standing beside my bed, holding his stomach from the laughter.

I feel my eyebrows come together in confusion. If that's Derek, then who am I-? I gaze done to see Max casually sprawled on my bed, with my legs still wrapped around him. My cheeks burn, and I'm sure it looks like my cheeks are literally on fire.

"So, you like to cuddle, huh?" Max asks, his classic smirk on his face. My jaw drops and I hear another snap before a I see a bright light in the corner of my eye. I turn to look at Ash holding a camera, a sly smile on his features.

"Awe! This one is a keeper!" Ash says, turning the camera to show a picture of me practically suffocating Max, while drool rolls down my chin. I quickly wipe my face with the back of my hand.

We all hear new footsteps coming towards my room and Max grabs my shoulders and pulls me down so I'm laying across his chest. His very naked chest. 

How did I not notice that before?! Does he own a shirt?!

Dylan walks in, looking at Derek and Ash with a confused look. He finally turns towards Max and I and he growls under his breath.

That was hot. I think to myself. Everyone burst into laughter, once AGAIN. I look up to Dylan and see his eyes widen before the Night Classic Smirk is in place.

"You think I'm hot?" He asks. I swear, everything that these boys do makes me blush! 

He snaps out of it when Max puts his arm around me. "Max. Get. Away. From. Her." He growls each word.

Max doesn't look fazed, though both Ash and Derek look tense. "I don't know bro, it's kind of comfy. Right Alice?" 

Everyone looks to me, and guess what. I blush at the attention. 

Oh, Were God, kill me now! I think.

Ash bursts into manly giggles. "What the hell is a Were God?"