~ Your POV ~
I wake up in bed next to Chandler . I guess we fell asleep a few hours ago . It's really cold and the covers are all the way across the room in the floor . I can barely see Chandler in the pitch black room .
"Chandler... Hey Chandler ." I say shaking him, trying to wake him up .
"What?" he asks sleepily as he hugs my legs .
"Do you know where my phone is?" I ask him as he rubs his head on my waist.
"Nope ." he says nibbling on my hoodie .
"Chandler . What . the . fuck are you doing?" I laugh as I look at my alarm clock . 1:14 a.m.
"Did you find your phone?" he asks as he moves up and starts cuddling my pink hoodie .
"Not really ." I say sarcastically as I am unable to move .
"hmm ." he mumbles as he complete falls asleep on top of my stomach .
"Chandler?" I say looking at him .
His black bangs are covering half of his face . I take my hand and move the hair to reveal tiny brown freckles sprinkled around his cheeks . I lay there for about five minutes until I nearly die of boredom .
"Chandler...Wake up ." I say shaking him alittle harder than last time .
"Hey *y/n*" he whispers, moving forward .
"Hey Chandler, could you get off? " I whisper back .
"...Sorry ." he says, rolling off of me in embarrassment .
"It's fine . Are you hungry?" I ask as we get out of bed .
"Yeah ." he answers, scratching the back of his head .
He follows me down the hall as I turn on some lights . We enter the kitchen .
"What do you want?" I ask opening the fridge .
"I don't know . Waffles?" he says yawning .
"We don't have waffles ." I reply, lending against the refrigerator sleepily .
"Well why not?" he wines acting like a ten year old .
"Sorry ." I say sarcastically .
"No your not ." he mumbles .
"Chandler!"
"Fine! Make me toast ." he says stumbling out of the kitchen .
I smile and let out a sigh as I put some bread in the toaster . As it pops up, I take it to Chandler . He's passed out on the couch in the living room .
"Hey Chandler..." I say trying to wake him up .
Oh my god, not this again . I walk into the kitchen and get a glass of water .
"Chandler, I really don't want to do this ." I warn .
I sigh as I pour the water on his head . His whole body shoots up and he looks at me as if I had just killed five people .
"W-Why!" he asks which causes me to laugh .
"Here's your toast ." I say handing it to him .
He grabs the toast and throws in at the wall . Chandler looks down at his gray, soaking wet hoodie laughing .
"Bitch ." he whispers as he pulls his hoodie over his head, tossing it in the floor .
"So . Whatcha wanna do?" he laughs .
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Short chapter but the next updates gonna be gooood lol oh my god not that way .
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My babysitter, Chandler Riggs . {{A Chandler Riggs fanfic}}
FanfictionMy stupid parents are going on a stupid vacation and leaving me alone with a stupid babysitter . I'm fifteen! I don't need a babysitter . Especially one that's the same age as me .
