When John woke up he was in bed, ... but not his bed. He looked around in confusion when it hit him that he was in Daves room. A puzzled look spread across his face as he tried to remember what happened but nothing would come back to him. John started as Dave strode in. "mornin sleeping beauty" Dave said jokily as he threw himself into his computer chair, John tilted his head. "wait to go and pass out on me" Dave said spinning on the chair. "p-pass out ?" John replied shakily "yup , you had me worried for a second there, egderp" He said gliding over to john. "worried ?, but , Dave was never worried, and if he was, he never showed it" John thought to himself, studying the crease of concern on Dave forhead. As if on que the it came flooding back, the kiss, the panic attack, wow he had really screwed up this time. He jolted upright. "Dave ... y- you kissed me ...". Dave faked thinking for a moment , "so i did". "b-but , why..." john stuttered. "hah, funny story , maybe i'll tell you it sometime" dave replied strolling out of the room. John sighed, he knew he wouldnt get a straight answer out of him. He soon noticed he was sat fully clothed in another guys bed and decided it would probably be best to get up, suddenly a thought hit him. "Daaave ?" he called stumbling out of the room. "yeaaaaa" he called from the sofa. John hesitantly stepped over to him"...where did you sleep ?" he asked nervously "eh, i was gonna crash on the couch but you were breathing funny so somone had to make sure you didnt die..." Dave said sounding as casual as ever. "oh...". "yea, who needs sleep anyway"Dave said yawning a little."You do" john replied. "pfffft" dave said sliding off the sofa and strolling into the kitchen. John looked around nervously and decided he had out stayed his welcome, grabbing his abandoned rucksack from the sofa he half walked, half threw himself towards the door. As soon as the door opened daves head appeared from the doorframe of the kitchen. "dude, where are you going ?" he asked. "Home" john replied "uh,...thanks for everything". "seriously, your leaving me already ? , pssh , fine but im driving you". "no dave, you most certainly are not, you need to sleep". "uuuuum , no i dont think i do" he replied grabbing his keys off the coffee table and strolling out of the door, dragging john by his sleeve. He rapidly locked the door before half carrying john to the car.
