(Chris's POV)
My fists clenched as I walked down the stairs, curse words escaping my mouth. I was going to kill him. "Mikey! Where the fuck are you?" I yelled, turning the corner into the living room. "Chris? Chris, what the fuck is wrong?" Vinny yelled in my face, his hands pushing against my chest, stopping me in my tracks. "Mikey. Mikey is what's fucking wrong. He's an irresponsible little prick and I hate him." I screamed. "Chris! Calm the fuck down. We're all annoyed with him, okay? It's not just you. We're gonna talk to him tomorrow, if he doesn't learn to control himself, we're throwing him out." Vinny said. I sighed, and nodded. "Sorry bro, I like flipped out on you." "It's all cool." Vinny chuckled. "Chris! I'm out of the shower." Andrea shouted from upstairs. A smile spread across my face. "Well, what are you waiting for? Go be with your girl!" Vinny laughed, and pushed me backwards. I ran upstairs, only to see Andrea laying in our bed, in just my old ICON shirt. "Come cuddle baby." She smiled. I smiled, and joined her in our bed, holding her close. God, being with her makes me feel so much better....
