I was laying up in my bed, not being able to sleep, and it was literally killing me, I couldn't stay awake. I sighed, getting up, walking downstairs quietly. When I was looking in the fridge, there was nothing but soap and beer in there.

"What the hell are we supposed to eat?" I mumbled to myself.

"Do you like talking to yourself?" The familiar voice of Angel Face said. I jumped, turning around. "You're very jumpy, do you know that?"

"I'm aware of it, yes." I said, he chuckled.

"What are you doing up?" He asked, rubbing his eyes.

"I could ask you the same question." I said, he nodded.

"You could, or, you could just answer me and we can hang out until you actually do go to bed."

"Well, maybe I don't want to." I shrugged, he rose his eyebrow. "Could you not do that?"


"Because." I stated simply.

"Because why?" He did it again.

"Because I want you to."

"Well there has to be a better reason then that."

"Well there isn't. K?"

"Is it because you think it's hot? Does it turn you on?"

I narrowed my eyes. "I hate you."

"No you don't. I saw it in you today, you loved it when I was touching you."

I scoffed. "You are disgusting!"

"Hey, at least I didn't do this" He said grabbing my ass. I screeched slightly.

"And I wouldn't have let you!"

"Why not?" He did it again. This man loves to piss me off, doesn't he?

"Because! That's wrong! If you had a-"

"Don't say it. Because I don't have one." He was good. He already knew what I was going to say before I said it.

"You do know you're the strangest person ever." I said, crossing my arms.

We eventually moved out of the kitchen, going to my room, trying not to wake any of the guys up.

"So, you never told me why you're not sleeping." I said.

"I don't have to tell you." He smiled. I sat on my bed, waiting for him to walk out, but he didn't. I yawned.

"Well, I don't know about you, but I'm hittin' the sack. I'm tired." I said, laying down, sliding under the covers. He walked to the door, just stopping.