Trust me [A Restless Road fanfic]

Chapter 33

(Zach's P.O.V)

I sat before the TV at 6 am, too tired to do anything else but to energetic to go back to sleep. Puff, our Cardigan Welsh Corgi, and nosed me out of bed at 5, pulled me outside for about an hour long walk then fell asleep on the couch. Flopping down beside him on the couch, I turned on the telly to its minimal volume and watched a random movie. Besides, Trinity was going to school at about 7. Why doesn't Puff bother Andrew instead of me at 5? I'm always the one who wakes up at about 9 and he's the one who gets up at 6 to go jogging. Puppies are weird, but still cute without any doubt.

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(Trinity's P.O.V)

The first thing I woke up to was a wet tongue lapping at my nose. "Bleargh...stop...don't!" I groaned as I pushed the thing away. I blinked my eyes blearily and stared straight into to two pitch black eyes. The sunlight glared at me. "Puff..." I moaned and covered my eyes with my hand. I heard a slight chuckle. "That's officially your new alarm clock," Zach laughed merrily. "Is it time to go already?" Sitting up, I stared at him and placed Puff on the floor. At his nod, I groaned again and flopped back onto the bed. Why does school start so early?

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(Zach's P.O.V)

After Trinity left, with Andrew still asleep-shockingly, I was bored out of my mind. Puff was sleeping again in his basket. Then, my mind spun and I had a brilliant idea. Well, brilliant for me, bad for Andrew. Taking up my video camera and a can of whipped cream, I crept silently to Andrew's room. When I hated and saw my dear bandmate and best friend snoring on his bed, I had to stifle a chuckle and almost felt bad for him. Ever so quietly, I sprayed half the entire bottle of whipped cream onto both his hands and tiptoed back downstairs. Then, I prepared to make waffles before heading back to Andrew's room. He was still snoring away, oblivious to everything. Holding up the camera, I hit the record button and took a deep breath. "Andreeeeeew! Wakeeeee uppppppp!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. He shot up straight away. "Wha's fiwer?" He mumbled incoherently as at that very moment, Andrew had reached up to rub his eyes/face and smeared whipped cream all over his face. At his bewildered look, I couldn't hold back my laughter so I doubled over and fell into a laughing fit. "Best...reaction...ever!" I spluttered, trying my best to keep the camera trained on the pranked man. "Not...funny...ZACH!" He groaned as he noticed my camera. "This is going up, isn't it?" He asked, desperately trying to wipe away the cream. Smirking triumphantly at Andrew, I stopped the video. "Yes it is, you can count on it."

After three batches of waffles and the other half of the bottle of whipped cream, I finally managed to get Andrew to tell me what he had been up to last night that made him wake up so late. "Texting Carmine," he mumbled through a mouthful of waffles. Reaching over, I ruffled his hair. "Aww, weetle Andie is all grown up now..." I cooed teasingly. "Zach," Andrew groaned. "I'm older than you!"