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Trevor's POV

So, I moved in with the Denali's yesterday; Darcy's been excited and happy for us to share a bed without no worries, Marcus and the guys has been bugging me about hanging out and I've been cancelling them coming over.

I sat on the end of the bed thinking "baby, it's 2 in the morning, come to bed please! I can barely sleep knowing you're still up" Darcy was wrapping her self around me "I didn't mean to wake you up, just thought about something" Darcy hums "thinking about what Marcus and Dylan would think if they found out you lived here" I laughed "how'd you know?" Darcy smile.

Darcy caressed my arms "girlfriend instinct! You can always go back to you're parents house, Trevor. I won't be mad, I don't...." I kissed Darcy to shut her up "I could careless what other people say about us, Darce! I love it here" I said to Darcy, she smile "you really mean that" I nodded "I have something for you" I sat up.

I turned on the light "you got me a dog?" I start to laugh, Darcy smile "no cash spent! My grandma said, dad had a dog at her house, and since dad rarely visits the dog. My grandma let her out, she came back home pregnant, and gave birth to puppies, she even trained them; I made a promise to my dad, you'd take care of her" I smile "I'll call you Athena" the puppy wiggle the tail.

A few hours after Darcy and I were knocked out, and then woke up again! Athena was on the floor by our bed. I woke up and seen Darcy crashed asleep; the knock on our door is what made me jump, I open the door "Mrs. Denali" she smile "hello dear, you're two friends are here" Mrs. Denali walked away.

I walked downstairs yawning and looked at Marcus and Dylan "hey man! Figured come here, since no one answered the door at your place" Marcus looked at me "it's fine! Follow me, and don't touch shit, Darcy's mom don't like when people mess with her stuffs" I walked upstairs.

Marcus and Dylan walked in mine and Darcy's room! Darcy was still asleep "where's Mr. Denali" Marcus sat on the chair, I yawned "he went to an old friends house, and Mrs. Denali just left to work" I covered Darcy's head with a blanket not even having Marcus and Dylan look at her. The alarm went off; Darcy slammed her hand on the clock.

"It's saturday dammit" 

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