the alarm on my phone started to go off and i rolled over ignoring it, but that didn't work out too well when i ran into something, or someone, on the end of my bed.
"drew." i whined. "why are you in my room, and why are you on my phone?"
"i was being snoopy." my shirtless brother said.
i rolled my eyes and laid back down, pulling a pillow over my face.
"so, this kian, is he nice? are you dating?" drew asked
i moved the pillow from my face, "andrew, you're reading through my messages?"
"well, i mean, yeah i was." he laughed putting emphasis on the 'was'
i grabbed my phone from him and saw a couple already read messages from kian.
"you made him think he did something to make me mad." i laughed.
