Authoritative (Peterick)

Day 9 (Thursday)

(Starting with Andy's POV just cuz...)

{~Come over...~}

Mindnight... that's the first thing I saw as I opened my eyes. The big 12:00 A.M. flashed in red at me.

I groaned and looked at my phone.

{~Why?~}

{~I want the whole day with you.~}

{~What about the others?~}

{~I'll talk to them later... But I want the whole day with you.~}

{~On my way... but I'm sleeping until the sun rises...~}

{~Fine by me...~}

{~Good.~}

-At.Sadie's-

My eyes were slipping shut as I stood on her porch.

She finally pulled the door open and then pulled me inside. "C'mon..." She linked our arms and lead me up the stairs.

"Ok..." I said, sleepily.

She laid me in a bed and then laid down next to me. "Night, Andy."

"Night, Sadie." And that's all I remember before falling back asleep.

-Pete's.POV-

"Wake up, Midget!" I shook Patrick.

"Just cuz I'm 5'4 doesn't mean Imma midget!"

"It kinda does."

He looked up and glared at me.

I smiled and kissed him, "But you're my midget. And I'll respect you." I snuggled up to him.

"Just take me to school," he grumbled sitting up.

"Oh... I'll take you to school alright..." I started, sitting up and pushing him back down. "And then I'll teach you a lesson in the worst kinda way." I kissed him.

He moaned.

I smirked and pulled away, "Okay... go take a shower, but don't be too long." I winked and walked out of the room.

-Andy's.POV-

First thing I noticed when I woke up; This is not my room. Second; Sadie.

She was lying with her back to me and I had my arms around her.

I tried racking my brain for any kinda memory of last night, but the last thing I remember was falling asleep to Sadie cuddling up to me.

Sadie stirred.

"You awake?" I asked quietly.

She groaned, "Yeah. You?"

I laughed quietly and kissed the back of her neck, "Yeah."

"What do you wanna do?" she asked.

I pulled her closer and buried my face in the crook of her neck, "Lay here... forever."

She sighed and nodded, "That'd be nice."

"Very..." I mumbled, nosing her neck.

She placed her hand on top of mine and intertwined our fingers.

"I was talking to Pete last night."

"And?"

"He said he wanted to start a band."

"That's cool!"

"But they have a drummer picked out."

"Is it you?" she asked.