DNA - ON HOLD

Chapter seven

''Ew, ew, ew,'' I heard Michael say, his eyes closed and showing disgust as he ran into my bedroom the one morning. I am slowly regretting giving my best friend a key of my house now.. He needs to stop waking me up at ass o'clock in the morning. It's getting annoying. 

''Mikey..'' I groaned, rubbing my still tired eyes. I check on my alarm clock and it showed three in the morning.. Damn Mikey! 

''You have to see this!'' he almost yelled at my awakening face. Getting yelled at is very.. refreshing in the morning. Not at all. 

''It couldn't wait till actual morning? It's still night-time for me and everyone with a normal sleeping schedule on this planet.'' 

He shook his head. ''Nope. You really, really have to see this,'' he insisted.

I rolled my eyes, sighing. ''Alright. Show me then.'' 

He sat on my bed and crawled closer to me, showing me his phone screen. I screeched in horror when seeing someone's bare legs dick hanging off, hair surrounding the thing. Ew. ''Why are you showing me this? That's so gross. You're gonna give me nightmares.'' 

''I was chatting with a few girls and then this popped up on my screen. I was like 'what the hell? That's disgusting.'.''

''I'm wondering the same thing and why did you need to show me this? Just delete it and block him. There's so much perverted people on internet now a day.''

''I know. Not only guys are creepy. I met some pretty creepy girls three too. Freaks I tell you.'' I nodded, hoping he'll stop talking and go home so I can go back to sleep. ''D-do you think it's the same guy that's been sending nudes to her?'' he asked.

I shrugged my shoulder. ''No idea, mate.''

Michael closed his phone, getting under the blanket with me. I gave him a weird look. ''What are you  doing?'' 

''Sleeping over, duh? Do you know what time it is Lucas? I can't go home at time time, I could get in a boxing fight with a kangaroo.'' I rolled my eyes at my friend's antics. ''And Ashton has my room so I'm sleeping in your bed now. I understand why you didn't want to switch rooms, your bed is much better.'' 

I groaned, feeling the bed shifting again and again and again. ''Stop moving or you're sleeping on the fucking floor, Clifford,'' I warned.

''Why do you have to be so mean?'' 

I ignored him and closed my eyes, drifting back to sleep. 

  When I woke up the second time, soft hair were tickling my chin and happy giggles were heard, the bed was moving. ''Up, Lukey! Up, up,'' I heard the cheery voice saying. ''Wanna cuddle,'' he added. I could feel him move, trying to cuddle against me, not bothered by the fact I was still sleeping. 

I've noticed Ashton's a really cuddly person. He's always up for a cuddle whether it's morning or night. Whenever we watch a movie he gets close to me and ask for cuddling or not. Sometimes he just do it without asking. But I don't mind. He's nice to cuddle with. 

''Come here you needy boy,'' I replied, wrapping my arms around his smaller frame, taking him by surprise, a high pitched yelp leaving his lips and then his giggly self came back. He was wearing Batman black and grey pajama pants and one of my worn out tee shirt. His hair were really messy but he didn't seem to mind as he nuzzled his face in my chest. 

It's been a routine for us. Every morning since Ashton thought I wanted to kill him, the robot-boy's been joining me into my bed in the morning whenever he wakes up. He asks for a cuddle and I go downstairs to cook breakfast or we go back to sleep - most of the time it's the latter. I'm not a morning person and like to sleep in a lot and that's the only way I found to sleep in since Ashton's born. Opposite to me, he's a very morning person and wakes up early.