Al sets you down on his bed and then lays down, himself. He is on the edge of the bed, about a foot away from you. He's facing away and trying to take up the least amount of space as possible.

'Why is he so far away? Does he not like me?' You think as you look at his back.

You make a pout face because he's not near you. You really need someone to hold right now because of that terrible nightmare.

This causes you to move up against him and wrap your arm around him. He tenses his body, but relaxes after a moment. He turns over soy out and him are facing each other.

"What are you doing, (y/n)?" Al ask with a tired voice.

"I'm scared. I need Simone to hold me," you reply. Your face is still red and puffy from crying as you look into Al's red eyes.

"Alright, babe," Al says, pulling you to his chest and closing his eyes. Your arms are at your chest, up against Al.

He seems much different that he did when you first woke up. He's kinder, and more open to you. Maybe you two still loved each other? Maybe Al and you dated a lot in the past.

You close your eyes and fall asleep listening to his heartbeat.

"Aww, take another picture, Mattie~!" You hear someone say. You're still half asleep and you can't tell exactly who it is. You think it's Ollie.

"Okay... Got it," someone, who you suspect is Matt, says.

"Isn't that just the cutest thing! They're cuddling!" Ollie says again.

"Hey, Al. Wakey, wakey," Matt says in a somewhat teasing voice.

"Mmm, five more minutes," Al says sleepily. He must be half asleep. There's muffled laughter from two people from somewhere near you.

Wait. What?

Who's in your room?! Wait! You're not in you're room!

Your eyes burst open and you try to sit up, but something's holding you down. Or should I say someone? Al is sleeping heavily, his arms tangled around your body. You take a look around you. Oliver and Matt are standing with each other. Matt has a cell phone in his hand. It's obviously filming or taking pictures. They're both stifling in their laughter.

"What's going on?" You ask, you're cheeks going pink from embarrassment.

"You should tell us," Matt replies with a smirk.

"Nothing happened!" You sit straight up, unwrapping Al's arms.

"It's okay, poppet. I believe you. Hey, I bought you some new clothes. You wear stuff like them all the time. Want to see?" Oliver changes the conversation, gesturing to the door.

"Sure, I guess," you reply, getting off the bed.

"I'll be bugging Al about last night while you two look at clothes," Matt says as he pulls the already-taken photos up on his phone.

Oliver leads you to the living room where there are a few shopping bags from various stores sitting on the floor. He sits down next to one and motions you to follow. You sit right next to him as he begins pulling out clothes.

Most of them are light colors, like pinks and blues. They definitely look like Ollie picked them out. There are some that look like he didn't pick them out. Like plain jeans and shorts, and plainly colored shirts. Some shirts are lace, some are patterned, some are floral. There are also a few dresses as well. A few sun dresses, one fancy, long, red dress, a lace peach dress, and a pink and blue frilly dress. Oliver must've picked this one out. It looks like something that he'd actually wear. Then he pulls out a cute little frilly blue apron.

"We're going to make cupppycakes later, poppet! Won't that be fun?" Ollie asks with a ton of enthusiasm.

"Of course, Ollie! That sounds great!" You reply, with a big smile. Do you even know how to make cupcakes? Well, you'll find out later.

Oliver brightens up a lot at your answer and you can tell that he's very excited to do something with you. Especially making cupcakes.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" Al's voice echoes throughout the whole house. He must've seen the pictures Matt took on his phone.

"Twenty five cents, Allie!" Oliver calls to him.

"GIMME THEM!" Al yells. You hear a struggle. They must be fighting.

"You only want them because she's in them," Matt teases, emphasizing 'she.'

"Do not!" Al pushes Matt through the door and they start fighting in the hallway.

"Delete them!" Al commands as the fight moves to the living room. Ollie calmly takes your arm and moves you to his other side. Right after that, the two brothers collapse where you were sitting and start wrestling.

You can't help but to let out a laugh when you see Al struggling with his slightly larger brother.

Matt eventually pins Al to the ground. You're a little worried that they may hurt each other. You look to Ollie, who is calmly folding your clothes with a smile on his face.

'How often does this happen?' You wonder.

"Delete. The. Photos," Al commands, giving Matt a death stare. Matt, he just shakes his head as answer.

Noticing that they're too busy with each other to notice anything, you quietly stand up and walk around behind Matt. As quick as a flash, you leap onto his back, wrap your arms around his neck, your feet and legs around his middle, and snatch the cell phone out of his hand. You put him in a loose choke-hold with one arm as you delete the multiple photos.

When you get off of him, he's too stunned to fully comprehend what just happened. You walk back over to sit with Oliver, and you continue folding with him. Al is also quite shocked that you did that, but not as much as Matt. He wiggles out from under Matt and sits on the other side of you. Matt is still there, except he say up, and is now looking at you funny.

"W-what? H-h-how? You, what?" Matt stutters out in confusion. To that, you just smile a little. You are overjoyed that you confused the poor guy.

"Yeah, (y/n)'s badass," Al says, glancing over at you.

"Ahem," Oliver glares at Al as he hands him a jar of coins. Al rolls his eyes and puts a quarter in the jar. Then afterwards, there's an awkward silence in the room because you and Ollie are folding, Al's pouting, and Matt is just sitting there.

"So," you say, breaking the silence," when are we gunna bake, Ollie?" Oliver smiles when you say his nickname.

"In just a little while, poppet. Let's go put your clothes in your dresser first, okay?" Oliver responds with a smile.

You nod your head and stand up with a large pile of clothes. Oliver stands next to you carrying just as many clothes. You walk to the end of the hall and into your room. Ollie sets his pile on top of your dresser.

*Time skip brought to you by Writer-Chan's laziness *

"All done~!" Ollie exclaims with a huge grin.

"So, when do we start baking?" You inquire.

"Right now. Let's begin!" Oliver says with his unusually large smile, turning out of the room and heading to the kitchen.