Gamble For Love

Chapter 14: Nights are different

Chapter fourteen: Nights are different (Ellie's POV)

This is not going very well. We've been here for thirty minutes just arguing. I suggested we flip for it but nope, nobody's got a coin, I suggested we alternate nights but nope, Zach's not willing to do that, Zach said let's get another air mattress but who's gonna pay for that one? Nobody. 

So where the hell was I going to freaking sleep? 

"You know what, guys? I'll just sleep on the goddamn floor, like seriously," I huffed, sitting on the armrest of the couch.

"Don't be dumb," Brett huffed. 

"Then let me go home and call me when there's a place for me to sleep," I huffed while grabbing my bag. 

"We had a deal, you're not allowed to leave for a month." Zach snatched it away. 

"Just share the bed," Brett shrugged. 

"Huh?" We asked in sync. 

"Just share it till we get another air mattress. We'll split the money, fair enough?" he offered. 

I glanced at Zach. Sharing a bed with him? When he's still a douchebag? And a dick? I don't know about that. He raised his eyebrows at me expectantly. 

"What? Don't put the ball in my court," I said. 

"Well, it is in your court. The couch, or the bed with me. Pick your poison," he shrugged before heading to the kitchen to grab some food. 

"Just share. It's not for the whole time you're here, just for a few days," Brett shrugged. 

"Can't you share a bed with him and I take yours? Or his?" I arched an eyebrow at him. 

"Haha, funny, but no," he deadpanned. 

"Brett come on, I won't walk in on you two, I swear," I taunted further. 

"Hilarious." He rolled his eyes at me. 

"I'm taking your bed." 

"No, you're not." 

"I'm taking your bed." 

"No, you're not."

"Yes, I am." 

"No, you're not." 

"If I get there first, hell yeah I am." I began running to his room and he caught me right before I grabbed the handle. "Goddamn it!" I yelled. "Zach, come on. Just share a bed with Brett," I whined while Brett still held me in one spot. 

"You share a bed with Brett," he shrugged. 

"Ew," I said before comprehending it. I turned around to see an offended look on Brett's face. "Oh, I didn't mean it like that, you snore. Loud," I laughed while turning around to face him. 

He shook his head disappointedly and went and stood behind his couch. 

"Aww, Brett," I went and kneeled on the couch so I was closer to his height. "Your snore is cute," I pinched his cheek. I heard Zach scoff while he made himself a sandwich. Brett and I looked at him before looking at each other. "So is Zach's," I said while sitting on the couch, Brett standing behind me while we watched as Zach ignored us. 

"Oh, is it?" Brett played along with me, exaggerating his amusement. 

Zach hates being babied. He despises it. So it's all we do. 

"Yeah, Zach has the cutest little snore, it is sooo adorable," I taunted, "Like really, really adorable. He sleeps like a baby-" 

He finally snapped. "I don't even snore!" he exclaimed.