Chapter 22

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Connor's POV

I climbed into the front seat of Tiffany's car, and looked over at her. She was sound asleep. Sighing, I start the car and drive back to our apartment building. Once we got there I climbed out of the car and walked over to her side. "How am I going to do this?" I asked quietly. Sighing again, I unbuckle her and put one hand behind her head and the other under her legs. Making sure to lock the cat, I walk into the building.

I take the elevator back up and walk to my apartment. I look up and down the hallway, not being able to unlock the door easily. "Hey. You gotta wake up for a minute." I whisper to her while setting her down. After she was awake enough to stand, with help, I dug my keys out of my pocket. Unlocking the door, I picked her back up and moved the two of us into the apartment. I walked over to the guest bedroom and was about to set her down on the bed when she groaned. "You alright?" I asked her as I set her down. "Yeah." She replied trying to pull me onto the bed. "What are you doing?" I ask bewildered. "I'm not sleeping alone." She says. "Fine." I say. "This is uncomfortable." She says as the two of us just lay there. "Yeah, I'll bring you your clothes and go get changed." I say standing up. "Okay." She replies trying to stand up, only to fall back down. After she hit the ground she let out an audible sound of pain. "You alright?" I asked looking over the side of the bed. She groans again before rolling onto her back. "I don't think I'm going to be able to change." She murmurs climbing back into the bed. "Can I borrow one of your t-shirts?" She asked me while taking off her boots from her costume. "Yeah." I get up and leave the room.

In my room I grab a big, white t-shirt and bring it back to the guest room. When I get back Tiffany is sitting on the bed in nothing but her bra and underwear. "I thought you were going to change after I gave you the shirt?!" I exclaim, embarrassed covering my eyes. She giggles and grabs the shirt from my hands. "You can open your eyes now." I feel her breath on the side of my face as she pulls my hand down. "Can I go change?" I whisper back to her. "Yeah." She says while giggling again. I walk into my room and change into a pair of grey sweatpants with a white t-shirt. I walked back into the room to see that Tiffany was already asleep. I laugh quietly before pulling the blankets up over her. "Goodnight." I whispered leaving the room. I sigh grabbing her present, for her birthday tomorrow, from in one of my drawers. I pull the lid off and look at the item resting inside. I just hope she says yes.

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Tiffany's POV

I woke up this morning with a pounding headache. Groaning, I rub my eyes and sit up. Freaking out slightly when I realized I wasn't in my room. I notice I am in only my undergarments and a men's t-shirt. "Hey, you're up!" I jump hearing Connor's voice. "Yeah. Sorry about last night." I say turning to look at him and see him holding a tray. "It's okay. This is for you." He tells me moving the tray forward. On the tray was a small vase with little purple flowers, some advil, orange juice, eggs and bacon. "You didn't have to make me breakfast." I tell him moving my hands behind my back. " I wanted to." He tells me setting it down on the bedside table. "Here's your clothes from yesterday." He tells me picking up my outfit from a chair in the corner.

"Thank you. May I use your shower?" I ask grabbing the clothes from his hands. "Of course." He smiles, about to leave the room. "You better hurry though so that your food doesn't get cold." He smirks before leaving the room. Laughing softly I walk into the bathroom. I take a quick shower just deciding to use his shampoo and body wash. I climb out of the shower five minutes later, hurrying to get dressed. Walking back into the guest bedroom, I grab the tray off of the bedside table sitting criss cross on the bed.

I chose to take this moment to think over the last few months. I've made two great friends, met an amazing kid who I can now call my own, and met a wonderful guy who makes me extremely happy. "What are you thinking about?" I look up to see Connor standing in the doorway with a small smile on his face. "Just about the last few months." I answer. "Since I've moved here." "Good or bad things?" He walks in to sit on the end of the bed. "Good. About you, Zach, Gracie..." "Finish your breakfast, I've got a surprise for you." He tells me standing up and leaving the room again. I stare after him confused before shrugging and eating the rest of the food.





(Quite literally the shortest chapter ever, but this is really just a filler chapter. Also, I totally lied about when I said this chapter would be out. I will try and get the next chapter done as soon as possible. I've just recently gotten my wisdom teeth out, and I didn't have anything to do, so that's probably like the only reason I actually remembered to update. Anyway, it kind of sucks, but I had to type it on my phone which is always really hard for me for some reason. Vote, and comment, and I'll try and get the next chapter out as soon as possible.)

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