Chapter Eleven

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Chapter 11 – I Told You

“Dannypoo.” Christian yelled.

“What?” I yelled back.

“Go get ready.”

“For what?”

“A date.” He was going to force me to not wear any make-up. It made me feel naked.

I love our date. It’s not going out to some expensive restaurant, or the cheesy movie date. It was sitting in the park eating waffles, and playing Pokemon Gold and Silver. This was a perfect date. It couldn’t be anymore perfect. Lots of giggles, kisses, and hugs.

“I’m going to murder your Furret.” Christian was getting a little ticked. I kept beating him.

“You murder my Furret, I murder you.”

“Kind of harsh missy.”

“Naaa.”

“Yes.” We stuck our tongues out at each other.

It was about 10pm now. We walked back to our hotel and watched some Full House.

12am. Christian was out like a light bulb and I was sitting here bouncing off the wall. I pulled out the laptop and Tumbled until 3am.

“Hey.” Damon messaged me.

“Ohhai.”

“What are you doing?”

“Laying in bed with Mr. Sleepy head. n u n;; You?”

“Mr. Sleepy head? As in Christian is sleeping? Being hyper like usual. Probably going to go live. Want to join me?”

“Haha, yeah. He’s out. I don’t see how one simply can sleep at 12am. Sure. We can be hyper together for the Fizzy Family.”

“Alright, I’m going to guest someone. Danielle, get your butt in the queue.”

“Ohhai.”

“There she is.”

“So Danielle, how is Mr. Sleepy head?”

“Christian? He’s out.” I poked his face. “See. He doesn’t even care.”

“You should wake him up.”

“No, that’s mean.” Everyone watching wanted to see Christian and I be cutesy. “Sorry guys, he’s sleeping.”

“Just wake him up, he won’t care. I’ve woken him up multiple times from being too hyper.”

“Geeze Damon.” I kissed Christian’s forehead. “That’s all you guys are getting.”

“Danielle.” Christian mumbled.

“Yes sleepy head?”

“Be quiet you’re so loud.” He poked my face. “Hi Damon.” Damon and I laughed.

“Well if it isn’t Mr. Sleepy head-“ Damon stopped himself. “Oh wait he can’t hear me.” Everyone kept saying “Hi Christian.” He wasn’t even paying attention. He was too busy wrapping his arms around my stomach, resting his head on me and trying to fall back to sleep.

“DANIELLE.”

“Yes Damon?”

“I forgot my parents are sleeping. Oops.” Damon started laughing.

Damon and I were live until about 4am, and I decided to sleep. I turned the laptop off and put it away. Christian kicked me. This is the twentieth time.

“Do you know how many times I’ve been kicking you?”

“Yes, twenty.”

“Go to sleep.” Christian kissed me and detached himself from me. (I just noticed, that actually sounds really dirty. Oopsie.) I decided to actually sleep.

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