Jealous

.8

Amelia's point of view

I woke up a little confused, no not like those story's where they don't know where they are.. I knew where I was. I was just confused as to why it was so cold.
The empty space next to me have me an idea. Quietly I tiptoed out of the room and down the stairs towards the smell of pancakes.

"Hey whoever that is can you pass me the eggs?" Instantly recognising the voice as Shawn's, I grabbed them for him.

"Here"

"Thanks, how did you sleep?" He said grabbing the egg box from my hand, and smiling.

"Pretty ok, it's really cold though" i said shivering.

"Well there's blankets on the sofa that jack and Cameron used and forgot this morning when they left. Feel free to go bundle up." He always sounds so cheery and polite all the time, even when it's cold and early.

The sofa was so comfortable.. man I might fall asleep again on this, I wrapped my self in 2 blankets and sat on the sofa hoping I would warm up soon. There was footsteps coming down the stairs so me being the nosey person I am, I turned to see who it was. None other than a sleepy Grayson Dolan everybody.

His head instantly snapped to me as he got down.
"Hey Amelia how's your head?" He said coming to sit next to me.

"Good, slightly fuzzy. But I think that's probably the alcohol"

"As long as you haven't cut your head or anything, that'll be over in a couple hours you should be ok" he smiled.

Let's hope. He got up and went to talk to Shawn helping him with the food, must spend a lot of time at each other's houses Gray knew where everything was.