When I woke up that morning, I was a little disorientated. I looked around, seeing a lot of burned out candles, a lot of blankets, a lot of legs…

Wait, what.

I slowly moved my legs. Well, two of them were definitely mine.

Then, the memory of yesterday came back.

The legs that were currently entangled with mine were Austin's. And the chest I was resting on was Austin's. And the hand on my stomach? Also Austin's.

I moved a little bit, slowly as to not to wake him, so I could look at him.

He was still sleeping. His mouth was slightly open, and his eyelids were moving. He was probably dreaming.

I was wondering what his dream was about.

I was also wondering what I should do. The normal thing to do was probably getting up, or at least moving so that I wasn't so close to Austin anymore.

But, if I would move, I would probably wake him up.

Also, I didn't really want to move.

So I decided to close my eyes again and pretend that I was sleeping. I would just wake until Austin would wake up, so that he could make the decision.

Except I didn't know Austin could sleep that long.

After an hour being completely comfortable, I started to need the bathroom. Really, really need the bathroom.

So I started to move. First, I pulled my legs away from under his. Then, I slowly started to detach his arm from my waist.

He groaned.

I stopped.

I waited for a couple of minutes, before beginning with the second try.

Again, the groan. This time, his eyelids started to flutter, and then he opened them.

Sort of.

"Sorry for waking you," I whispered. "But you've kind of got me in a headlock, here."

A lazy smile appeared on his face. Then, he turned around, laying on his side.

Taking me with him, since he still had his arm wrapped around my waist. With a small squeak, I fell over him, now laying on the other side, as he pulled me against him again, this time burying his head in my hair.

Great, so he wasn't exactly awake.

I sighed.

It wasn't that I minded him using me as a life-sized teddy bear. If I was honest with myself, I had to admit that I quite enjoyed it, actually.

But I had to pee. Badly.

I decided to go for the more aggressive tactic. I rolled around, half on my back, so I could reach him, and started pulling his arm.

"Austin!" I yelled. "Wake up!"

No response.

Was this guy asleep or unconscious?

Then, I got an idea.

It was mean, I admit that. But there was nothing else I could do.

If I stretched as far as I could, I could just reach the flower vase.

The flower vase filled with water.

When I splashed a bunch of water in his face, Austin didn't even scream. He shot up, gasping, his eyes wide open in horror, his mouth shaped like he was about to scream, but no sound came out.

"Sorry!" I started, immediately getting up.

"But I really have to use the bathroom!" I ran into the bathroom, still laughing at Austin's face.

I could hear him curse at me in the background.

When I came out of the bathroom, fully clothed and ready for the day, Austin was sitting on the kitchen counter. He had wrapped himself in a towel, and he was pouting.

He was very closely resembling a drowned kitten.

I suppressed a giggle.

"You," he deadpanned, "are a really bad guest."

"I tried to wake you!" I protested. "But you're not very easy to wake up!"

"And you couldn't just go to the bathroom without waking me?"

"No!" I pulled a face. "Because you were holding me like I was the last pancake on earth."

He gasped.

"Wow, then I must've been holding you really tight."

"Exactly." I giggled now. "You are very strong, and I am very small."

"That's true." He got up, walking to the bathroom.

"As soon as I've showered, I'm bringing you home. You've got to go get your bags."

"When is our plane leaving?" I asked, surprised over his sudden hurry.

"In two hours."

"I can't believe I'm late for a plane!" I cried out. "I'm never late! For anything!"

We were running through the airport. After he'd woken up, Austin found out Mimi and Dez were ready to leave already. He figured two hours would be plenty of time to shower, get my bags, and drive to the airport.

It wasn't.

"Don't worry, they'll hold the plane for me. I'm a celebrity, after all," Austin said.

I shot him the deadliest look I could manage while running and trying not to fall and break my neck.

Because that really wasn't the right timing now.

The only good thing about this fiasco was that there was no time for me and Austin to get awkward around each other.

Although I didn't think Austin would ever get awkward around anyone.

But I only just realized that I'd spent the night cuddled up in Austin's arms when I was clearly in love with him and he clearly saw me as just a friend, at best, and I'd only just realized that might not be the best combination ever.

We ran in just in time for the plane to leave. The air-hostess wasn't extremely happy with us, but when Austin gave her his flashing smile, she seemed to forget about everything.

Because we'd bought the tickets this late, and it was Christmas week, the plane was completely full and we didn't have first class seats. Not that I ever did, but the others weren't used to Economy.

"It's so small!" Austin complained, moving his feet around, kicking me in the progress.

"Stop moving!" I said. "You're behaving like a little kid." He looked at me, smiling, his eyes twinkling.

"Al-ly, are we there already?"

"We haven't even left, Austin."

"Are we there now?"

I shot him another deadly look.

"I am not afraid to ask that guy next to your mom to switch with me."

Austin looked over.

I was sitting in the window seat, with Austin next to me, and Dez next to Austin. On the other side of the path was Mimi, with next to her an older man that was a little overweight.

He looked as if he'd smell.

Austin slumped back in his seat, and I smiled triumphantly.

I was always good with kids.

I wouldn't have worried about Austin the rest of the trip, because he fell asleep only 5 minutes after take-off. His head started bobbing and then it fell on my shoulder.

Since I'd spent the entire night sleeping on him, I didn't push him away.

Also because he looked really cute while he slept.

"So Ally, are you planning on telling Austin you like him?"

I nearly spit out my complimentary glass of water.

"Dez!" I hissed. "Shut up!"

Again with the swearing. These boys had a really bad influence on me.

"What, he's fast asleep. You'll notice, once he's asleep, it takes a lot to wake him up."

"I've noticed," I said, the sarcasm dripping from my voice.

I slumped back in my chair, slowly, so Austin's head wouldn't roll of my shoulder. I stared out of the window.

Would I tell Austin I liked him while in New York? I sighed.

Yeah, unlikely.