Pranking the Prankster ✔︎

32- Sick day

Ace POV

  It's been exactly a month since since I was introduced to Harlow's parents as her boyfriend.

I remember her mom giving me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. She was so happy and she kept peppering Harlow's face with kisses.

Her dad was who I was worried about.

After he gave me a speech about killing me if I break his daughters heart, he surprisingly said he was happy we were together.

The events of when I'm with Har plays in my mind nonstop.

I lay in bed trying my best to go to sleep.

The ceiling was what I'm staring at but not what I'm seeing. All I can see is images of Harlow.

I always have had a hard time sleeping.

It's just me.....

But when Harlow is snuggling into me, I sleep perfectly fine.

The warmth of her body. The way her heavenly roses and vanilla scent wafts through the air when she's around.

The little things is what makes me want to be by her side forever.

I fall asleep with my mind occupied by her chocolate brown eyes.

>>>>>>>>>>

"Acey-Wacey!" A little girl's voice shouts as I feel something hop on my stomach.

"Lola, how many times do I tell you not to wake me up!?" I fuss at my annoyingly cute little sis.

"You should be glad I wake you up, Acey!" He small hands touch my forehead and kisses my cheek.

"I love you brother."

"What do you want, Lola?" I sigh but give her a little peck on her forehead.

"Can we get cake later? It's pickles' birthday!" She happily bounces up and down.

"You want to celebrate a dog's birthday?" I give her a dry look, but my face softens when she juts out her bottom lip.

"Fine. Will get the damn dog a little cupcake...." I rub my temples as Lola screams with excitement.

I already have a damn headache....

I get off my bed and take a nice shower. Whoever said guys didn't take long showers is a liar.

I pull on a black shirt as always and grey joggers.

I spend five minutes on styling my hair then I walk downstairs.

"Hey, Ace." My mom gives me a side hug as she pours milk into a cup for Lola.

My dad nods in my acknowledgment before handing me a box in Cinnamon Toast Crunch.

I check my phone and see a text for Cal but not from Harlow.

She usually texted me every morning.

Ignoring Cal's meme he sent me, I go to Har's contact list.

7:10am Ace:
Good morning, beautiful.

I slide my phone in my pocket before leaving the house. Of course Brody was already waiting.

He walked to his house to mine almost every single morning.