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the next morning i wake up to a baby crying and look around me
"we did it again" i sigh
"you weren't complaining last night" a voice next to me says
"shush"
the crying stops
"sara's got them go back to sleep" he says and i listen to him seeing as the sun was just barely up his arms pull me closer to him and my head was now laying on his chest while his hands rubbed up and down my thigh through the sheets

a few hours later i wake up again this time not seeing anyone next to me i throw on the sweatpants and t shirt

"alana!" jack says as he runs up to me
"hey jack" i pick him up and walk over to the kitchen
"it's too early for this" owen says and i laugh
"hey jack what's his name?" i ask
"mr. tough guy" you and him laugh
"way to early" he says again not joining in on us laughing

"where's sar?" you ask
"still sleeping"
"oh"
i put jack down and he runs away
"oh my god"
"what?"
"your neck"
he laughs
"makes two of us"
i run to the bathroom and see a few purple marks on my neck and chest

"owen!"
"you were fine with it last night...well you were fine with a lot of things last night"
"i don't even want to know"
"no you definitely don't...i'm surprised you could walk this morning if i'm being honest"
"shut..up"
"come on you don't feel sore at all"
"oh i do but i'm going to pretend it's because i slept the wrong way"
"whatever you say" he winks

"i need to leave" i finally say
"i'll drive you home in a few minutes sara should be up by then"
"ok"

a few minutes later she comes downstairs holding ellie
"hey" i say
she looks at my neck then his
"i'm not even gonna ask"
"good idea" owen and i say at the same time
"i need to drive alana home i'll be back later"
"ok"
"bye alana" jack and sara say
"bye guys"

owen and i walk out to his car
"so, did you enjoy last night" he smirks
"no"
"can you pretend not to hate me for 3 seconds"
"you're a decent human sometimes"
"whatever i tried"
he starts the car
"you know something?" i say
"what? you gonna say something nice?"
"if murder was legal you would be dead"
"with the way you were screaming last night it sounded like you were getting murdered" he smirks
my jaw drops
"shut the fuck up about last night"
"it slipped out my bad"

i smile
"see was that to hard" he asks
"huh?"
"to smile, was it so hard to smile"
"when you're around yes"
"alright"
he pulls over to the side of the road
"what are yo-"
"what's you issue with me like seriously why do you hate me"

"how many reasons are we talking?"
he throws his head back
"you're different with me than you are your friends" i say
"not true"
"we're having a calm conversation right now if we were with your friends you would be a dick"
"again, that's not true" he says
"mhm"
"did i mention your rude?" i ask
"more times than i can count"
"just reminding you again"
he sighs
"you know what" he asks
"what"
"you're not going home"
"owen i need to go home"

"says who"
"me"
"no"
"come on! we have to go to DC on tuesday lets get shit to go"                                                          ¨what? i completely forgot about the trip¨ ¨perfect, lets go¨ i throw my head back and he starts driving again

"why are we getting stuff together we're not gonna be in a room tog-"
"someone hasn't read the newest email from the teacher" he cuts me off
"wait what?"
"that project we did with connor and shane, that's our group for dc"
"well i'm not going" i quickly say
"mhm"

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