They got to Rob's house and he didnt bother checking katy's bag or wallet for some info on her address. He stopped the car and parked. He opened Katy's door and gave her a tap.
"Katy, wake up." He tapped her but Katy's eyes were closed and she extended her arms like she wanted a hug.
"R-russell?" Rob was a bit mad when he heard her call him Russell.
"Im. Not Russell. CANT YOU JUST FORGET HIM?! Didnt you see that he doesnt want you anymore?!" Katy had her arms down and started sobbing.
"And now your crying over him again!"
"Why are you like that? Do you really have to shout at me?" Katy said while ahe was sobbing.
"Because-" Katy puked and Rob shaked his head and carried Katy like the time they were at the bar. He carried her to his room and placed her in his bed. Though he didnt wanna do it, he had no choice but to undress Katy. (Hey dont get me wrong she has underwear ok?!) He started unbuttoning her clothes, took them off and fixed the hair that was sticking on her skin katy laughed probably because she was tickled. He got Katy a shirt and wore it on her. He decided to sleep on the couch so Katy wont get disturbed, also he didnt want her to think he took advantage of her. He turned the radio on and slept.
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Katy's POV
*STREEETCH* *YAAAWN*
"Hey! Wha-? Wher-? How?" I checked out my clothes. I changed. Rob must've changed it. Rob went in the room.
"Oh. you're awake."
"Nope! Im not! This is just a dream!" Rob laughed and messed Katy's hair.
"And guess who changed my clothes." I looked at him suspiciously.
"It was for you ok?!"
"No need to shout. Buuutt i know you like the sight of it. you dont have to say anything, i know it."
"Crazy."
"Crazy over me." HAHAHA! *Oh Rob. You're so cute.*
"I know that." Oh God he heard me.
"How can you even hear that?! It was like, on my mind!-.- You lucky ass. I said that. Youre lucky."
"Am I?"
"HMMMMM. That smells good. Smells like bacon...Ouch! My head hurts!" Ugh. Hangovers. Im so hungry.
"Wait, i'll bring it here." He brought bacon sandwiches and we ate them. Ha! He didnt even think about my diet. Who cares. I dont really have one anyway. I just work out.
"This is good." I took another bite.
"Wow. I didnt know you actually can eat that much."
"Hunni, you really dont know how much I can eat.... Tell you something, I dont really know how to cook. But i've been taking cooking lessons with Janelle and Shannon."
"Soo, did you learn anything?"
"Eeehh not much. Im still not good."
"I could always cook for you if you want."
"Well, that would be great!" Oh. My phone rang.
"Hello? Oh Trav! Im fine. Yeah. I know. Yep. Dont worry. Me? I think its you! HAHAHA! Thanks. Ok. Bye."
"Who was that?"
"Trav."
"Trav?" Geez. Why does he even want to know.
"I mean Travie. Travis Mccoy from Gym Class Heroes." I rested my back on the frame of the bed.
"Really? How did you have communication with him?"
"He was a friend. We were on for like, about 7 years actually? Wow."
"What?! And he still has contact with you?!"
"Eeer duuh. Thats why he called right? Wait...Are you jealous?"
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(Sorry im a bit lazy for a good update. Sembreak is over. And heres to the bitter realization of waking up early in the morning and wasting half of your life in school.)
