Jamie’s POV
I saw my phone flashing yellow. New Snapchat message, but who would Snapchat me now? I unlocked my phone, and checked my messages. I opened it and saw a fairly ugly duckface from Codie and Louis.
‘#YOLO’. Well, that is a very creative message there. I took a normal photo of myself, sending it back. If Louis was there, I did not want him to see how dishonourable I could look.
‘If you say so ;P’ It wasn’t long before I had one back.
‘Give me an ugly face’. Really Codie? Fine, but if you have nightmares, don't blame me. I put on my scariest ugly face, and sent it back with a message.
‘This one okay?’ I asked with the picture.
‘Perfect’ Codie sent back.
‘Your turn’ I sent back, winking in the pic.
‘Lou’s too scared’ Codie sent back, pointing to Louis who was hiding in his jumper.
‘Does it look like I give a shit?’ I responded with an annoyed face.
‘it took ten dollars’ I cracked up laughing at the faces pulled. Codie, well I was used to that. But Louis… that was actually nightmare worthy. I spent five minutes laughing by myself since Amelie was at work.
‘totally worth it’ I managed to send back, using the table as the specimen for my picture, since I couldn’t pull a face long enough to capture it. I would only start laughing again.
‘MEANIE’ was the response I got, Louis was by himself and pouting. Codie was probably laughing.
‘Wow, that was bad’ I sent back.
‘That’s what I said’ Codie was in this picture, looking cute, caught halfway through her laughing.
‘Why didn’t he call me wh*re?’ I asked.
‘He felt mean’ was the response I got.
‘Lou, man up’ I took the picture of me rolling my eyes. I sent another one, ‘but with that nickname…’ I had a thinking face on.
‘Shut up’ he had his acting ‘angry’ face on. it wasn’t working for him. I start laughing again. I got another one. ‘Dat sex appeal’ it stated, the picture was of Zayn in only shorts and standing like superman. Duckface included in the mix.
‘Damn straight’ I responded, standing in a similar position and using a mirror to get the full picture.
‘That is seeeeeexxeee’ i got back, Zayn apparently joining in the conversation. It was all of them winking at the camera.
‘Duuurr, it’s me’ I did a ‘fabulous’ pose, flicking my arms over my head and starring it. Added with a duckface.
‘Uh-huh’ they were all giving me a look of ‘run… now’.
‘hey, not nice…’ I pouted.
‘whateves’ they all had pedo-faces on. Time for me to send one back.
‘I will eat you in your sleep’ I stated with my best pedo face, filter in black and white.
‘That is actually scary’ Codie sent back.
‘That was the point’ I responded, a ‘durr’ face on.
‘Zayn wants to add you’ I got back, the picture was only Codie. She was winking at me, like we did when a guy would talk to us at school and say ‘you’re in’ before we laugh it off.
‘Then let him’ this was probably a bad idea, but whatever. I waited for a response.
‘He added you’ Codie was definitely giving me the ‘you’re in’ face. He was already my boyfriend. Kind of. I think he is anyway… I checked my friends list and went to the ‘added you’ list.
Sure enough I had a new friend. I added when I saw there was ‘one snap pending’. ‘Hey you’ I looked at the picture of him, which seemed perfectly caught in the light. I want to screenshot it, but it’s only the first one. I have respect, most of the time.
‘Hey to you too’ I sent back, trying to catch it in the perfect light. It didn’t work, so I went into black and white filter. I swear it’s the only one I actually look good in.
‘What are you up to?’ that is a great conversation starter.
‘Snapping 2 my bf, wbu?’ I said, getting a good picture.
‘Snapping 2 my gf’ he had a smirk on, which looked good on him. He actually said I was his ‘gf’. That is a huge step up, from nothing anyway…
‘is she pretty…’ I asked, sending a very ugly face, showing only my top teeth and making a double chin.
‘Yes…’ he trailed off his message like me, but he did a face similar to mine. I just started laughing.
‘Damn this is seexxeee’ I messaged back sending another ugly face, which he thought would be okay to screenshot. That is not okay to screenshot. Definitely not okay.
‘of course it is ;P’ he sent back.
‘bitch’ I sent back.
‘what?’ don't act clueless with me.
‘1 does not simply ss’ I was not happy.
‘Soz babes’ he was pouting again.
‘no, ur not’ I responded.
‘I am sorry’ he was pouting again. I didn’t respond. I was feeling too pissed off at the moment. Not even five seconds later, I had a new one from him. ‘Can I come over?’
‘No’ I sent back, not even bothering with a picture, it was just a message.
‘I’ll bring movies…’ I smiled.
‘And chocolate???’ I asked. If he was bringing chocolate, all was forgiven.
‘Whatever my princess wants’ he sent back.
‘Princess wants chocolate’ I replied.
‘Then chocolate it is’ okay, everything was okay now. All was forgiven.
***
“Well, that was definitely weird.” Zayn said as we finished watching another movie. I finished off the chocolate before I stretched out, yawning at the same time. I looked at the clock and did a double take.
“Shit. It’s two in the morning.” I said.
“Shit.” Zayn said after, agreeing with me. “Well, I better get going.” He yawned as well, looking half asleep.
“Not in that state of tiredness you’re not.” I told him as he stood up.
“Because sleeping on the couch sounds so appealing.” He said sarcastically.
“You don't have to sleep on the couch.” I responded, hoping he would get my gist.
“You don't have a spare room with a bed in it.” He did not get my gist.
“You don't have to sleep there either.” Did he now get my gist?
“I don't want to sleep in the car.” he really didn’t get my gist.
“Oh my god! If you don't want to share a bloody bed, then leave!” I shouted.
“Oh, that’s what you meant. I wasn’t sure if that’s what you meant…” he trailed off.
“What did you think I had meant?” I asked.
“I’m not sure.” He answered.
“Great.” I said randomly. Perfect, an awkward silence. “So are you staying, or are you going?” I asked.
“I’ll stay, I’m too tired to drive.” He answered.
“Do you have anything to sleep in?” I asked next, I was sure I could find something manly in this house… Harry was here enough these days.
“Not really, but I usually sleep in nothi-”
“You will be sleeping with clothes on.” I cut him off. He laughed.
“I was joking.” He replied.
“I don't care. You will wear clothes, especially from the fact it is freezing in my room.” I stated.
“Okay.” he agreed with me.
“That’s what I thought.”
***
I woke up with hazy vision and a hazy mind. What even happened last night? As I got feeling back in my limbs, I felt arms around my waist, holding me close to a body. I stiffened as I felt hot breath on the back of my neck. I racked my brain to try and remember what happened last night. I looked under the covers and was glad I was still wearing pyjamas. I heard soft snores behind me.
Oh, I remember now. I definitely remember now. And my bladder remembered how much liquid I had had before I went to bed. I don't think I’ve ever needed to pee more in my entire life. But Zayn was holding me.
Damn it.
I managed to get his arms off of me, without waking him up. “Jamie.” He whispered, before he rolled onto his back. I sighed, realising I was against the wall. I would have to climb over him. My bedroom floor at the end of my bed is too dangerous to walk over. I should probably clean that up sometime…
“God damn it.” I said, as I realised that I should think of the task at hand. But it was cold outside of the bed… but I have to pee. I sighed again, realising I was going to have to go or risk peeing my pants in front of Zayn. I got out of the sheets, lying on top of the quilt. Why was Zayn not underneath them? Why did I have his blankets on top of me? Was he too hot or something?
Okay, trailing a little off task again. Okay, getting pumped. I’m gonna get over him. And I will be ninja while doing so. With my perfect quietness and stealth…-ness. I can do this.
I started crawling over him, being as quiet as I could, hoping I wouldn’t wake him up. Just as I thought I had on leg over him I slipped, ending up straddling him on the bed. I had saved myself from landing face-first onto his face. That could have been awkward. Could have been? Isn’t it now? My thoughts reminded me that this was in fact, a very awkward situation.
I groaned in response to my mind and continued to flip myself onto the floor. I landed very ‘gracefully’ and stood up before I walked to the door. “Where are you going?” a voice asked groggily. Damn it. He woke up. First reaction. Snap at him.
“It’s called a bladder.” I said calmly. “GROW ONE!!” I shouted, making no sense and hopefully succeeding in confusing him. I stormed out of the room, going to the toilet.
Zayn’s POV (Guess when he woke up… mwahahahahahahahahaha. Ha, I’m mean…)
I was slowly waking up, and I realised that I wasn’t holding onto Jamie anymore. “Jamie.” I whispered, rolling onto my back and hoping I would fall asleep again. I didn’t open my eyes as I heard Jamie moving next to me.
“God damn it.” I heard her say. What was she doing? She started to climb over me, but landed straddling me. I had to stop myself from opening my eyes and groaning. Especially when she did what I was trying so hard not to do. I know it was one of her annoyed sounds, but when positioned like this… anything was good enough for me.
She then fell onto the ground, now I opened my eyes and faced her. She got up and walked to the door. “Where are you going?” I asked her.
“It’s called a bladder.” She said calmly. “GROW ONE!!” she shouted before she left. So she needed to pee. She could have just said so. I looked at the clock. Ten is not a reasonable hour in the morning. She eventually came back.
“I wouldn’t mind waking up like that every morning.” I stated as she was going to get back in bed.
“Like what?” she asked.
“You straddling me.” I answered, smirking.
“You know about that?” she queried.
“Yeah.” I answered with the obvious.
“I thought you were sleeping.” She only had one leg under the sheets. Her shorts were riding up, but I didn’t think I should tell her at the moment. One thing at a time. As well as it was a good sight.
“No. I woke when you left my arms.” I said.
“I’m leaving now.” She stated, getting out of bed and walking to the door.
“Now is not a reasonable time to be out of bed.” I told her. She looked at me, blinked quickly out of confusion, sighed, then left. I stared blankly at the door where she was.
I can’t even get forgiveness by making breakfast.
I can’t cook for shit.

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