Just friends

Ew, you're drunk

I wake up to someone opening the door to the guest room.

I squint my eyes trying to adjust to the light coming from the door.

It's Jake.

I look at my phone to find it was 3am. "What do you want?" I say aggravated.

He comes in almost stumbling over the carpet drunk as can be.

"I just wanted to cuddles and I-hiccup- ..needed to tell you something."

He slurs his words and slides into bed next to me.

Who does he think he's even talking to?

I immediately get up just when he's on the bed. So I'm guessing he just got home.

"Why are you so late??" I say hoping he was still conscious. I wouldn't have anywhere else to sleep if he wasn't.

"I was helping my friend Dean look for this girl and I had to perfo-" he starts with a sleepy voice.

I stop him before he could finish his sentence."Dean? As in White hair Dean??" I squeaked getting a little too excited.

He opens his bloodshot eyes and creases his eyebrows. " So we were looking for you?"

Without realizing it, a huge smile forms on my face. But being the ass Jake is, he's has to say something.

"Awwe, you like him? Well, just a heads up, don't get too attached."

I roll my eyes ignoring what he said. "Whatever just get out so I can go back to sleep."

He frowns and puts his arms out expecting me to get in them.

After realizing I wouldn't move, "Fine be that way." He says before putting his whole body under the covers and turning the direction opposite of me.

I open my mouth a little mad that he did that. He has his own bed.

I try to take the covers off of him, but instead he grabs my arm and pulls me into his arms squeezing me, so I couldn't move.

I get real frustrated and almost yell at him.

" Jake let me go now." I said hoping to sound scary.

I try to squirm away from the spooning position, but he only squeezed tighter.

I sigh giving in to defeat. He reeked of alcohol and other illegal drugs.

I could hear him snoring and I didn't plan on falling asleep anytime soon, but I knew he didn't plan on waking up soon either.

As I wait in his huge arms that showed no sign of weakening, I notice the sun started to come up.
How can he be this strong while being asleep??

I wasn't sure if his parents were home and I couldn't check.

I close my eyes tired from all the thinking. After a second or two, I feel Jake shift.

I take this chance to free myself from his grasp and break free. I chant "Ah-ha!" Punching my fist in the air.

I won this time Jake. Technically he did said my subconscious but I ignored her.

I realize he was still passed out. I wonder how he became the type to drink alcohol and do whatever he does. That stuff is usually used as an escape.

Looking at him sleeping, I swear he could be posing for some kind of model magazine.

As I was about to leave the room, I hear a vibration from the ground.

I turn and see Jakes phone. It must've fell out his pocket then fell off the bed.

I think for a minute if I should look at it.

With almost no hesitation, I grab it from the ground.

Babe<3 : I can't keep this from you anymore. I have something to tell you. I'm coming over.

Dean: Hey, I'm comin over today, I have no food at my house and I'm hungry.

That's all it said when I opened his phone. I tried sliding it, but of course there was a passcode.

I wondered what his gf needed to tell him. I hope she's come to her senses and realized how stupid Jake was.

I put his phone down next to him only for him to shift again mumbling something I could barely make out, "Potato." Is what I heard, but then I realized he said Thank You.

I roll my eyes at the angel fast asleep and walk out the guest room.

I see his mother passed out in her Husbands arms on the couch in the living room.

I smile at them and tiptoe to the door sliding my shoes on. It was 8:26 am and I didn't know if I should leave without telling anyone.

I go in the kitchen and find a piece of paper and a pencil.

Dear Kales,
Thank you for allowing me to babysit your beautiful daughter. If you ever need a babysitter fill free to call me. I'm leaving now so you can pay me later.
                          E.

I leave the note on the counter in plain site and make my way to the door. The money was actually for the grandma, but I doubt she gets paid for babysitting her granddaughter.

As I touch the knob, someone knocks from the other side.

I open the door since I was the only one awake.

It was a girl about my age.