Falling For You

-XXXVII-

Since it's been a while that Ally's had a photo it's about time. Not quite sure why I chose this person but I think it had something to do with hair and eye colour?? 

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Harley 

"Get off me you fat ass." 

"I'm not fat I'm awesome." The said body mumbles barely coherent. 

"I don't care if you're fat or if you're awesome, just get off of me." I try shoving the dead weight again. 

"But you're comfy. Like a pillow," they say sleepily as if they're going to doze off again. 

"Seriously Ally?" I sigh. "Get your arms off my body you're poking my boobs." 

"Ah so that's why it's so comfy." Finally, after a second Ally rolls off of me. 

"I'm hungry so I'm getting food." I announce slipping out of bed. The only response I get is an unintelligible tired bear like grumble. So essentially she's hibernating. 

Deciding to mix it up for a change I opt for some toast instead. Dropping two slices of bread in the toaster I take out a butter knife and a jar of strawberry jam while I wait. The minute the toast pops up I grab them, instantly regretting it when me fingers feel like they are on fire. Quickly throwing them on my plate I run my fingers under cold water soothing them. 

Just as I'm spreading the red jam on my second slice the front door opens. 

"Hello?" Low and behold it's my only other friend. 

I'm kidding, I do have other friends. Maybe. 

"In the kitchen." I call out. 

His eyes light up when he spots my nice warm toast. "Perfect, you've already made me breakfast!" 

Before I can protest he grabs the slice that I was holding and takes a bite. 

"Drew!" I exclaim annoyed. I'm the one who burnt their fingers over that, not him. "That was for me, not you." 

"Oops?" He pretends to look guilty but I can see right through it. Guilty my ass. 

Since making another piece would be too much work I settle for just one. We're both munching on my toast when my dad walks down. Surprisingly he's still in his house coat and not dressed for work. 

"Good morning Harley," he slowly shuffles passed me before spotting Drew. "Hey Drew. Did you stay over?" 

"No, I just got here about ten minutes ago." He pops the last bite of my toast in his mouth. "Just in time for Harley's breakfast." 

"No offence dad but, why are you still here?" The clock on the wall reads 8:30 and he's usually gone by 7:00. 

"I'm taking the day off." He smiles and takes a sip of his freshly brewed coffee. 

"A day off?" I echo shocked. I don't think I've heard those words in ten years. 

He barks out a laugh. "No need to look so surprised Harls. Besides, it's a Sunday. Remember when I used to have sundays free?" 

"That's was like," I pause to think. "Maybe five years ago?" 

"Exactly," he slides onto a barstool across from us with his steaming mug. "Been too long." 

We sit in a blissful quietness until my father speaks up again. 

"So Drew how's your soccer going?" 

"Pretty good," Drew responds. "Coach thinks if we keep working as hard as we are we'll win the finals this year." 

"That's the way to do it, you gotta work hard to earn hard." 

Right on time Ally's slouched figure lazily walks into the room. Her usually slightly wavy hair is now everywhere, a ginger bird nest essentially. 

"Ah," my dad clicks his tongue. "So that's the one that stayed over last night." 

"Mornin' ya'll." She grunts pulling out a mug. 

"Morning sleeping beauty," Drew greets with amusement. 

Ally doesn't say anything, only sending a death glare to the boy beside me. She continues ignoring us as she preps herself a coffee. 

"Do you kids have anything planned today?" My dad takes another sip out of his black mug. 

I glance between Drew and Ally's half asleep figure shrugging. "Don't think so." 

"Well your old mans got a free day, why don't we pull out some board games to play." 

"I'm in." Ally says immediately, making us all give her a strange look. "What? That doesn't require any strenuous body movements, so I'm definetly in if I can be lazy." 

"Fair enough," Drew nods his head. "I'm in too." 

"Great, I'll go raid our games cupboard." I stand up and head for the living room. 

Pushing the sliding wooden doors open I scan the various boxes. 

Monopoly? Absolutely. 

Card Against Humanity? I may be close with my dad but not that close. 

Once I accumulate a little pile of board games I also grab a few decks of cards. Spreading them all out on the dining room table everybody takes a vote. 

"I vote Monopoly." I call. 

"I want to play Sorry." Ally counters. 

Surveying our options Drew adds his vote. "I want to play Monoply too." 

"Sorry Ally," my dad says stacking the other boxes up again. "I vote Monoply too so that is our winner." 

"Guys when I said no strenuous body movements I meant my brain too you know."

"It's okay Ally we know you struggle with simple math," Drew teases with a grin. She huffs and sticks her tongue out at him. 

Quickly unboxing the game I take the board out and shove the box to Drew to deal with the rest. 

Out of the dog in a purse, roller blade, tv, bicycle, and car figurines you can pick from I grab the dog in a purse. Ally snatches the tv, Drew picks the Bicycle, and my dad takes the car. 

It's not long until we're all set up with our money and ready to roll. You see what I did there? Ha. Ha. I'm so funny. 

After we all roll to see who gets the highest number to go first my dad wins. We continue our turns in a clockwise order, my dad at the head of the table, Ally, Drew, then me next to him. 

"Damn it!" Ally exclaims frustrated. "I got sent to jail already." 

"What'd you steal this time?" Drew jokes referring to an incident none of our parents know about.

"I didn't steal anything, I did graffiti." 

"Even better," he jokes. He throws the die and it continues like that as we all build up our properties and money; even Ally eventually got out of jail.