Vac

chapter 4

Miley's pov

Springing up, I opened my eyes to see a figure on my bed. How did this come here, and when did it come in, but most importantly, who is it and what is it doing on my bed. The first thing that came to my mind is that it shouldn't be on my bed, and I kicked it off my bed.

With a loud 'THUMP' and a male voice curse, I crawled over to the other side of my bed to see who it was and I was really surprised to see Luke on his back. He looked up at me when my head popped up from on top the bed.

"Are you okay?" I asked stifling a laughter.

"Do you always wake with kicking the nearest thing near you off your bed?" He asked now lying comfortably on the floor with his two hands behind his head as he looked up at me with raised eyebrows.

"No?" I replied.

"So, why did you kick me off the bed?" He asked.

"I don't know, just felt like it." I said as a matter of fact.

It was just then that I noticed what he wore, he wore shorts and a top, so it really did look like it was this morning he came into my room, but there's no harm in asking.

"Why did you come into my room." I asked.

"When the door is not locked and you don't feel like staying in your room that is no fun, why bother yourself when you can have some fun in another room." He said smirking so perfectly and seductively. (Gosh, I need to stop doing that).

It took a minute for what he said to sink in, that was when I realized something i missed.

"What do you mean by 'have some fun'. I asked. When he didn't answer but just shrugged.

"What did you do?" I asked raising an eyebrow at him.

"Okay, I may have just taken pics, funny pics, really funny pics. Who knew you looked funny and cute at the same time when you are asleep." He said chuckling.

"You're lucky it's only a picture." I said getting off the bed.

"That will be posted soon." He said getting up from the floor.

"What?!!" I asked.

"If not posted last night." He added.

"You wouldn't do such..." I trailed off when he was silent.

"Oh, you're so dead, am gonna kill you!!" Before we knew it, we were running round the room.

I was really hot at his heels that it reached a point where the room seemed small. Well, that was after he had used all the pillows to try to slow me down, and the pillows were now scattered all over the floor making it difficult for one to run.

But before I reached him, he opened the door and sprinted out. 'Gosh, this guy can run.' He ran down the corridor and into the sitting room with me hot at his heels. We ran into every other person sitting on sofas.

We had to stop because they looked like someone died. As for Luke, he went to the furthest couch and sat.
"What's wrong?" I asked and went to sit with Flourish.

"Umm, no one wants to make breakfast." Jake said nonchalantly while on his phone.

"It's the girls' work to make breakfast." Terrence said and Susan shot him a deadly glare, he gave her an apologetic smile.

"Excuse me?" Flourish spoke up totally disagreeing.

"I also disagree, I mean, I love cooking, so it's not really the girls' work." Luke said.