jenna's pov
I cuddled into the body nest to me, they chuckled. I smelt eggs and pancakes in the air, I heard Michael swearing (as usual) and Ashton yelling at him
"Jenna, wake up" Luke shook my shoulder gently, I grumbled and kicked him. Ashton laughed, then saying "that's not how you do it"
"What do you mean?" Luke asked, stepping back, suddenly I felt the pressure of a body on me, I exhaled a large breath, groaning. I shoved Ashton off of him, standing up
"I'm up now" I said throwing my arms up in the air, I announced I would be taking a shower, walking away to the bathroom.
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out of the shower
I waked out of the shower, grabbing a towel and wrapping myself in it. I opened the door to the hall as the hot air and cold air collided, making the humidity die down in the bathroom. I walked out to the kitchen, still in my towel, Michael looked up while sipping from his mug before taking a another look at me. He started choking on his coffee.
"You okay? What?" Luke asked, laughing, Michael pointed towards me, and then all the boys turned. These are their reactions:
Calum: In the middle of flipping his pancake humming before dropping it and murmuring "sweet baby jesus why lord"
Ashton: He just screeched at them for gawking at his "little sister"
Michael: Still coughed on his hot chocolate.
and Luke: He just stared at me, checking me out. He brought his finger to his lips, biting on it to resist something. His eyes scanned me up and done, and a smirking fall on his face.
"Aww come one man" Ashton whined, punching Luke's arm, he didn't wince
I laughed, "Sorry I just wanted some tea"
Ashton then started pelting me with tea bags, I shrieked
"Ashton! I'm wet!" I groaned, the tea bags sticking to me. Oh God. That sounded.. so.. so wrong. Michael started breaking out into coughs again and Calum shoved his face in the fridge. Ashton started thumping his own head, asking why he did that. Luke chuckled, shaking his head.
"You know, never mind" I awkwardly scratched my neck, scurrying off to my bedroom. I grabbed a black nike jumper and some black leggings, walking out and lying on the couch, grabbing an xbox controller and started playing call of duty.
"AH NO NO NO YOU BÂSTARD JESUS WHY WOULD YOU. WHAT." I yelled at the television, dropping the controller. Luke walked in, he had on a black long sleeved tee and some gym shorts on, and his natural styled quiff. He smiled at me sitting next to me, handing me a controller
"Here let's play versus"
"You're on, Hemmings" I smirked, grabbing the controller, selecting my guns and such
"Right back at you, Irwin" He laughed, leaning back. We gamed for about 5 hours straight, I won each round. I guess I was good.
"WHY ARE YOU SO GOOD" He yelled in frustration, pouting. I laughed and crinkled my nose, and furrowed my eyebrows. Calum took a picture of us and added it to his twitter, just then I got a notification, I paused the game checking it, as did Luke.
"@Calum5SOS: @jennaokay @Luke5SOS they've been at it for like, 6 hours. [picture of Luke and I gaming, leaning forward with an intense stare on Luke's face and a laughing one on mine]"
"@jennaokay: @Calum5SOS @Luke5SOS score is 106-0, guess who's winning? :D" I tweeted, Luke then tweeted
"@Luke5SOS: @jennaokay you. you're winning. we know. okay. we got it. :-/"
I laughed, retweeting it and favoring it. Then getting back to the game, it was the final match, whoever wins automatically wins. I sniped Luke twice, and blew him up 3 times. But Luke kept killing me, I groaned as he got the last shot. He won. Luke got up and started laughing, I pouted and leaned into the pillow. Luke stopped and knelt down to me, concern flashed over his face, and pity
"I'm sorry I won" Luke said, hugging me. I groaned and hit him with the pillow as he laughed.
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it's a short chapter I'm tired ok,
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