Stuck In A House With A Boys Band That I REALLY Hate?! FML!

(2) "Nah, if we end up tipsy, who knows what stuff if going to happen,"

Recap: "Well, I'm tired, I better go to bed now" I explained, gathering myself and jumping off from the bed.

He raised an eyebrow at me, "You do realise you're sleeping here... With me, right?"

I frowned in pity. "I would argue, but I'm too tired and just want to rest" I commented, jumping on the bed, stretching my arms out, knocking him off.

He jumped up again, and shooed me to the Right side, so he could get some sleep.

I took around two hours to actually fall asleep so it was nice having somebody to talk to.

"My parents are probably worrying about me." I whispered.

Damien frowned, "Yeah, I noticed that. Call them tomorrow and tell them everything is fine, and you're just at... camp." He replied.

I nodded my head sleepily, and before I knew it I was fast asleep.

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"Morning sunshine" Damien leant over and kissed my cheek softly, I nodded politely at him and drank my orange juice in the kitchen, nibbling slowly on my toast.

Next to me Jesse was texting some girl named Rachel. Nice name.

"You okay, Jess?" Kyle asked, smirking at Jesse.

"Jess?! Ugh! Never call me that, dude. You know I hate it. Sometimes I think you call me that just to piss me off" Jesse snapped.

Wow, I thought he was the quiet one.

"Really? I never thought of it that way", sarcasm tingled around Kyle's words.

"Did you have a nice sleep, Jade?" Damien asked me, interrupted Kyle and Jesse.

"Yeah, I guess, I have no idea what I do in my sleep" I pointed out.

"You kick me, in my... area" Damien replied.

"Oops" I giggled.

Soft bells chimed and Kyle got up to answer the door, Damien pulled me down under the bench, trying to hide me.

"I could be just considered a friend" I snapped, rolling my eyes and sneaking out from under the table.

 Jesse walked up to the bar. Yes, they have their own bar!

He grabbed some drink I didn't know the name of. Honestly, I have never drank alcohol before.

"Want some man?" Jesse asked Damien.

Damien grinned, "Nah, if we end up tipsy, who knows what stuff if going to happen around the house."

Jesse frowned and grumbled, "Suit yourself."

I walked over to where Damien was standing and gave him a quick peck on the cheek.

"Porn" he muttered for the second time since I've known him.

"Shut up" I stifled a grin.

"I'm just saying, you could make big money off that."

"Right."

"I am. I never lie."

I smirked, "I'm sure, Tiger."

"What are we going to do today?" I chirped.

"Nothing." Ryan replied, holding a brown box.

"If you're going to keep me hostage you could at least bring me some entertainment" I complained and folded my arms, pouting like a six year old.

"I think this could be pretty entertaining" Jesse commented.

"Pardon?" I replied, curious on what he was talking about.

Damien pointed to the box.

"What's in it?" I asked.

"We'll worry about that later" he retorted, placing the box next to his feet.

Ugh! Suspense! Anticipation! I can't handle that!

I picked up the box and quickly ran towards the bathroom prepared to lock myself in.

I knew the boys were chasing after me, and just as they were about to grab my arm I slammed the door shut and locked it, I sneakily smiled at the brown box which I was now holding.

I tore the ribbon off and took off the lid and saw a note, I read through it and then reread it, I started crying and fell onto the bathroom floor, curling up into a little ball...

Who would send something like this?

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So,  major cliffhanger, eh? Sorry :(  I'm tired and it's 2:23 AM, so I'm going to bed now (: 

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