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DiEcInUeVe

I blinked open my eyes to see John. I blinked a couple more times then pushed myself up and away from him. He was laying on his back, one of his arms wrapped around where I had been sleeping, the other hand had been on top of me, and was now laying on the blankets.

Holy British tea.

I slept with John.

I don't know what to think! I mean, I like him, but that was moving kind of fast. But then again, friends sleep together. It's not in a romantic way, we weren't making out or anything. I sighed and slipped off the bed, walking towards the window, preparing to leap back into my house.

"Bonjour," John said sleepily.

I smiled back at him. It was so hard to leave him right now, to go back into my room. I wanted to stay with him all morning.

"Bonjour," I smirked back at him, walking away from the window and sitting next to him.

John sat up, leaning straight against the backboard of the bed. He made grabby hands at me and I laughed, jumping back on the bed and sitting beside him. The bed made an annoying spring-breaking noise as I rolled into a nice position against the backboard.

"So-" I muttered. "Last night."

"Yeah," John hesitated, rubbing his arm. 

"We where just tired, ya know? I mean, friends can sleep with each other sometimes, right? It wasn't romantic or anything," I said quickly.

"Yeah," John repeated, looking up at the ceiling.

We both sat together quietly for a couple minutes. John looked extremely nervous, like he was about to do something. I decided to end this awkwardness and leave.

"I'm going to Eliza's house to get ready for the next scene," I slipped off the bed and walked towards the door.

"O-okay," John stuttered a bit. "I um..."

"What?" I asked, my hand on the doorknob.

"Nothing," John sighed.

"Okay, bye love y- Uh, bye John," I smiled at him, hoping he hadn't noticed my mistake.

And then I was out in the hallway, shutting the door behind me and walking towards the front door of the house.

"SOOOO," Came a familiar voice.

I turned around to see Eliza leaning against the front door.

"How did y-"

"When are you going to confess to John?" Eliza questioned.

"W-what? That's not going to happen. I don't like-like him, that's a rumor," I lied.

"Oh really?" Eliza took our her phone.

I was now looking at a picture of me- (somehow taken from an areal view? The heck?) -sleeping with John. Oh, my face looked so happy. I was smiling in my sleep, John wrapped around me and I was curled into a ball. John was drooling a bit onto the pillow, I blushed at the entire memory.

"Ooooh you are so in loveee," Eliza whispered into my ear.

"Shut up," I lightly shoved her away.

"LooOooOOoOOOoEvVVeEeeE," Eliza said hypnotically.

I sighed, grabbing one of John's jackets from the pantry because mine was at my house.

"And now you're wearing his jacket," Eliza teased.

I ignored her and pushed the door open, letting in a strong cold breeze. I had never felt the wind this strong before, the force almost knocked me over. The wind picked up snow from the ground and flung it into my eyes. I began to trudge through the snow, my pajama pants getting soaked.