no hard feelings

seven

Addison's point of view
I wake up to Bryce's strong arms around my tiny waist. I quickly look under the covers. Phew. Thank god we did not sleep together.

Then I remembered. I asked him to sleep over. Oh how embarrassing. Now he probably thinks I genuinely have a crush on him. And I don't by the way, he's cute but we don't mesh well.

And plus he's so hung over getting his ex back that me and him are all the way in the back of his mind. Anyways I am still tired so imma go to sleep.

That plan did not work out so well, as Chase yells "WAKE UP" by the door frame. I jump a little, causing Bryce to wake up. He groans. I check the time. Ugh, 7:35 am. Why is this boy wasting his crackhead energy on waking us up?

"Go away Chase" I ask, but the blue eyed boy refused. "We gotta go to breakfast, peeps!" He said, skipping down the halls to wake the others.

I finally get up, shoving Bryce's arm away. "Hey!" He says, placing his arms back around my waist and pulling me back into bed, "2 more minutes." God he's such a child.

"No get off of me" I say in a whisper yell. "Nooooo pleaseeeee" He says not giving up. After a bit of conversation, he finally complies and we get changed. "I don't know why you hate me" Bryce says in a sad tone. "I don't hate you. I barely even know you." I say flatly, remembering how we are just mere strangers.

"Well I'm putting actual effort into this project that YOU suggested" Bryce says. "Well I didn't know you were gonna be this clingy and annoying" I say as a comeback. I watch as Bryce sinks the information in, tripping backwards a little.

"Ok that just hurt" the chocolate eyed boy said. He leaves my room with a sad look on his face. I sit on my bed and took what just happened into my mind. Did I actually hurt his feelings? I don't know! Now I feel bad because I was in the wrong. Bryce Hall, what are you doing to me?

Bryce's point of view                                                                                                                                                            I leave the room with a sad look taking over my face. I mean, how could she say something like that? She doesn't even know me, and she is judging me way too quickly. And why is SHE getting mad at ME? I'm the one making this relationship look real, if not for me people would think we were just friends, and we're not even friends, we're complete strangers!

It still hurt to be judged quickly though. I have had to deal with it all my life, and I was even alone on Christmas last year because no one wanted to celebrate with me. There were no flights to Maryland either, so it wasn't like I could just fly home.

I went to the backyard of the house and sat by the pool. I heard my phone buzzing and I checked it to see Elle's name pop up. I declined it and continued sitting with my thoughts. Then a few minutes later I get another call from Elle. I ignore again and then she calls again.

With no patience to deal with her, I pick up the phone. "What the hell do you want?" I say, getting madder by the second. "I'm outside, come ope the door" she says, then hangs up the phone. I smile to myself as I thank the Lord above that I wasn't at Sway House.

Then I jump a little as I hear the doorbell ring. No, it can't be. Maybe it's a delivery guy or gal, dropping off breakfast for the crew? Oh who am I kidding, we're going out for breakfast later. I go into the house and walk towards the front door.

As I opened the door I saw her. Elle. She was wearing a cute outfit, but not just any cute outfit, my favorite cute outfit on her. It had fit her curves perfectly, and matched her pretty face that never had makeup on. She looked gorgeous.