"What the hell are you doing on the bathroom floor at 3 in the morning?" Blake asks looking down at me with a grin on his face
"I'm dead" I huff
"Oh...cool" He says sitting down on my back, I let out a loud groan, smacking my head down into my arms
"I'm still dead"
"No seriously what are you doing?"
"I got bored...went to brush my teeth...now I'm here"
"Wanna go on an adventure?" He asks still sitting on my back
"Is anywhere open now? It's like 3am" I reply furrowing my eyebrows in response.
"I don't know but we can find out"
"Can you please get off me I can feel my ribs crushing"
"Say please" He lets out a genuine laugh with a sinister curl on his lips
"PLEASE!" I yell, he laughs rising to his feet looking down at me still laying on the floor
"Cmon then" he says putting his hands on my waist and carrying me up from the ground, he keeps his hands around my waist and carries me into my bedroom
"Put something warm on because it's going to be cold" he replies throwing me gently onto the bed.
I put on a hoodie keeping the leggings I had on earlier and lastly putting on some black and white vans
"Adventure timeee" I run over to Blake's room watching him put on his black beanie, he takes one last look in the mirror before giving me a cheesy smile as we head out our front door into the streets of London.
The cold wind blows against my skin, I shiver putting my hands in my hoodie pockets
"We need to get snacks" he blurts out looking around for shops that would be open at this time, we couldn't even get the tube anywhere because they were all off because of the time.
"I only have £3"
"And I have £4" he responds
"You didn't have to flex on me that hard" I laugh jokingly nudging him in the arm, he pushes me back letting out a laugh tilting his head back.
After walking for what felt like days we arrive at a corner shop, I walk in looking down the isles looking for some junk food
I grab a pack of Doritos and a pack of snickers and go to the counter and pay, the worker hands me back £1 change, Blake comes running over to me with a 2 large slush puppies and some strawberry jelly's
"Let's gooooo" He says thanking the cashier and passes me a blue slushy
"I didn't know which flavour you'd like but you can't go wrong with a blue slush" he says putting the straw in his mouth and sips his strawberry slush.
We walk for about 10 minutes and end up on a bridge over the motorway watching all the cars drive by, I put my sleeves over my hands to protect myself from the cold slush, we had already finished the Doritos I bought for us both so we only had the snickers and a few jelly's left.
"I Like London at this time, it's nicer I guess" Blake says staring off into the distance
"I agree, it's like nobody's around but the city is still loud" I reply putting my slush down onto the place next to me
I watch him take a sip of my drink from the straw, I smack his leg not knowing what boy cooties he has
"Hey! I don't want your cooties" I laugh and he looks me dead in the eye, leans over and licks my cheek
"Too bad" he says, my hand goes straight to my cheek and I use my sleeve to rub off his saliva
"You're nasty" I rub my face until it goes bright red
"Thank you" He says blowing me a kiss, I smack the imaginary kiss away, he glares at me letting out a huff, I look at the ground and pick up the imaginary kiss and place it into my pocket
"That's more like it" he says satisfied, we both stand up putting our rubbish in the closest bin because we're good citizens and actually care about the world.
After an hour walk home filled with random cartwheels, shit jokes and me falling over too many times we finally arrive at our apartment building.
We walk down the hallway trying to contain our laughter, I do a rolie polie on the floor. Blake snorts tilting his head back, we both burst into giggles start turning red from trying not to laugh our eyes filling with tears.
Blake digs into his pocket and gets the key to open the door, we walk in breathing in and out loudly from trying to suppress our laughter
"That was one of the best nights I've had in a while" I say, biting back a big smile as I watch him take off his coat and throw it onto the couch
"It was"
"We should do that more often" I sit on the couch next to him, the time was now 5:27am but luckily its technically Saturday morning so we don't have to worry about getting up early
"We should" His brown eyes bore into mine and his lips are still holding the mischievous grin from earlier before.
