A/N : I am so sorry this is not my best work! I was having really bad writers block for the longest so my apologies! Here is your imagine @dayennealcantara !!
My eyes peel open due to the shrill ringing sound banging around my room. I furrow my brows and let out a groan. I push my body up and swing my legs over the side of my bed. My curtains are slightly opened, showing off the streets covered in snow. Another spurt of ringing erupts in my ear and I turn my attention to my vibrating phone. My eyes widen at the caller I.D and my thumb swipes across the screen.
"Hey, Marco." My heart flutters as I await his reply.
"Hey Dayenne! I'm sorry I'm calling so early. Did I wake you?"
"Oh no." I stifle my yawn. "I've been up for awhile."
"You're a horrible liar." He chuckles. "I know you enjoy your sleep."
I bite my lip whilst smiling. "I do, but you're my favorite person in the world so it's okay."
"I'm glad because it would've been awkward if I wasn't, considering you're my favorite person in the world."
I giggle at his words.
"JUST DATE ALREADY!" Rafinha comes running into my room and jumps on my bed. This causes me to loose my balance and slip onto the floor. My phone falls onto my face.
"RAFI!" I yell as he laughs at me. I press the phone back to my ear as my brother makes himself comfortable in my bed.
"Hey Rafinha." Marco laughs in my ear.
"Marco says hey."
Rafinha points at my phone. "Put it on speaker."
I roll my eyes. I take the phone away from my ear and press the speaker button.
"You're on speaker now Marco. Don't talk shit about Rafi." I laugh at my own joke.
"I won't." Marco laughs as well. "Anyway, I was wondering if you guys would want to come to Winter Wonderland with me and Igor?"
Rafinha and I share a glance of excitement. "Yes!" We both beam.
"Thiago is included in the invite." Marco adds.
"Ugh." I groan, giggling a bit to show I'm only half kidding.
"We'll be there, dude! What time do you wanna meet?"
"Like seven?"
"Sounds good." I smile. "See you then."
"Bye, Love." The line cuts off.
Rafinha looks at me with suggestive eyes. "Tell me again why you guys aren't dating?"
"He's my best friend." I shrug, acting as if it's nothing.
"You're in love with him!"
"I am not!"
"You said he was your favorite person in the world!"
