Cheaters

Ch 3

Connor left me to pay the delivery guy and get the food, and Sam walked into his room shortly after.

"Ooh, romantic. Dim lighting, music, the whole sha-bang! You know what this means, right?" Sam winked and walked out.

"God, you perv!" I shouted after him, that wasn't going to happen, what was he even thinking. Connor walked in and handed me a plate with some wings before he lighted a few Macintosh scented candles from the Yankee Candle Store downtown, he knew they were my favorite. He knew everything about me.

"I heard Sam," Connor whispered and laughed.

"Yeah, whatever," I grumbled, after eating one of the wings. Once we had both finished, we lay down again, but just to be interrupted by Sam, again, telling us to come to the kitchen.

We stood up, and Connor grabbed my hand, squeezing it tightly as I led the way. Gathered around the counter was JC and Lia (JC's girlfriend), Kian and Andrea, Sam and Anna (who, thankfully, looked showered), Rachel, Nash and Matt. All of the couples were hugging or holding hands and everyone single was sitting on top of the counter.

"Hey, look who finally showed up!" Nash yelled into his phone's camera, then pointed it towards us. Of course, another freaking Vine, he can't go anywhere without making one. Everyone continued saying hi to Connor and I as we walked into the kitchen.

"Well, now it's a party," Connor whispered, sarcastically into my ear. I turned my head and whispered back, also in a sarcastic tone, "I know right, it's great!"

Matt greeted me and started talking about his obsessions with pear-apple flavored candy, the new "greatest" thing. Pssh, the sh*t youtubers like. I briskly walked away from him, and began talking to Andrea because, to be honest, she was one of the almost- normal people there. After and hour of everyone talking I passed out on the couch while everyone continued, it was nine by then, but I hadn't much sleep the night before.

"Liz, Liz wake up!" I opened my eyes and Connor's face was inches from mine.

"What'd ya want?" I groaned.

"I just wanted to say you look way better when you sleep," he joked, but I hit him in the shoulder anyway. "They wanted me to wake you up, as a dare. They couldn't think of anything else."

"What time is it?" I mumbled. Still very annoyed, I mean, what kind of a dare was that?

"Midnight, and Matt wanted you to come play." Connor whispered before brushing my hair away and kissing my forehead.

"Fine. I'm coming." I sat up and followed Connor to Sam's room, where everyone was sitting, either passed out or thinking of good questions for the next round.