Albert's Point Of View
I wake up on top of Jake, who was lying on the couch. I look over to see a little plate with icing all over it. My living room was dimly lit by some fairly lights. It looks dark outside. I look up at my clock and see that it's 2:45 a.m.
I gently push myself off Jake and make my way up to my recording room.
"Hey idiots, I just woke up and its 3 a.m. I'm gonna go do some stupid shi-stuff." I say groggily, almost breaking the family-friendly act.
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"NooOOoo." I turn off my camera, looking at the time. 4:17. I felt good to use my YouTube voice, but my real voice was always sore afterwards.
I walk downstairs to see Jake on the floor. Not surprised that he couldn't stay on the small couch, I cover him up with a blanket. I smile at my "masterpiece".
"Take it off. You house is fucking hot." He groans. I sigh, taking the blanket and setting it on the couch. "Mthankrs." He mumbles. I roll my eyes, sitting on the couch. I use him as a footrest.
"Dufm." He groans. "M'kay." I say, not moving. All of a sudden, he yanks my feet, making me land on top him, knocking the wind out of us both.
I suck in a huge gulp of air, laughing my ass off. Jake was laughing, too, just not as intense. "Sorry!" He says. "No....problem." I spit out, still laughing.
He wraps his arms around my waist and kisses me. I smile into the kiss, enjoying the moment.
"What time is it?" He asks, getting up. "Around 4." I say. "Afternoon?!" He asks. "Morning." I reply. I flop back onto the floor.
"Want a pizza? Pizza Hut's open 24 hours now." "Sure." I groan. "Get me a salad, too. I'm trying to be healthy."
Jake laughs. "Oh, shut up." I say.
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"NO! YOU FUCKING-NO!" Jake screams at the TV. "Dude, I won't spoil it, because this is amazing." I say, laughing at him. "And, you spit some pizza on the floor." I point down.
He only laughs, spitting out more pizza. "EW!" I scream. "Ow." I rub my ears.
YouTube was rubbing off on me.
"STOP SCREAMING!" Jake screams. "NO, YOU!" I scream back. "NO!" He screams. "THIS CAN GO ON ALL NIGHT! MORNING, ACTUALLY!" I yell. "SO BE IT!" He yells back. And it did. It went on for a good ten minutes before we both broke down laughing as we realized what we had been doing.
Knock Knock
"Well, shit." I laugh, looking over at the door. "It must be Riley. She's right downstairs. Lives there with her friend, Samantha." I say. I look over at Jake. He looks back at me. "So?" I ask. "Me?" He shakes his head. I push him towards the door and then run behind the corner.
KnockKnockKnockKnock
Jake sighs, looks around, then opens the door.
I silently watch.
"H-hello?" Jake asks, taking an audible gulp. "Idiot." I whisper, shaking my head.
"Uh, who're you? Where's Albert?" Samantha asks. "Oh, uh I'm Jake, his boyfriend. I shall go get him." Jake says like the nervous idiot he is. He walks around the corner. "Idiot." I say and he pushes me over.
"Hey, Sam. What's up?" I ask, trying to look all cool and leaning on the door frame. "Could you try to not scream that much. I mean, we're used to your usual screaming, but you just screamed for ten minutes straight. You and you're...boyfriend, just keep it down, will ya?" She rolls her eyes. "Oh, sure." I say, slamming the door in her face. "That went well!" I brush my hands off. "Did you just slam the door?!" Jake asks, looking amused. I nod. "Wow. You're my dream man." He chuckles.
"Hmmm. No." I say. "Now, I'm going to go sleep the rest of the day away. Comin'?" I ask, heading upstairs. "Sure." He says, walking to put the pizza away and turn off the TV before coming upstairs with me.
I sit down on the bed once Jake's in and scroll through Twitter. I tap aimlessly, about to go to bed, when a certain post from a certain someone catches my eye.
"Just got engaged!"
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