So I thought I updated this but it turns out I'd just uploaded the chapter and never actually added it to my story. Sorry guys! I do have this whole thing written out, so hurry up and review so I can start posting again lol 3
Setting: Reid's bedroom, just past midnight. After watching the Texas Chainsaw Massacre, followed by Silence of the Lambs, Blaise and Reid started doing shots.
Chapter Seven: Spoiled
"You should probably answer your phone…"
"Is it ringing?"
"Haha, it's doing something."
"Fuck…it's Tyler."
"Are you going to answer it?"
"Nooope. I don't think I'm drunk enough to talk to him."
"Haha, you mean sober enough?"
"Maybe…I dunno. I need another drink."
"I think you need sleep."
"No, come on, you need another too. Where's your glass?"
"I stopped drinking twenty minutes ago. I decided watching you get hammered was way more fun."
"Haha, good one."
"Heh, yah well. I just don't think it's smart if both of us are inebriated at the same time. Were you sober I'm pretty sure you'd agree with me."
"No, no. I agree with you drunk too."
"Haha, okay, I should probably drive us back to the dorms pretty soon."
"I don't want to walk all the way to your car."
"You know I'll carry you."
"But then…there's the stairs. And I have to change and get into bed. My room mate would get pissed. It wouldn't be good."
"If you need me to, I'll carry you all the way from the front gates, right up into bed. Screw your room mate, who cares what she thinks."
"Actually, my room mate is Amanda Leonard. And you have screwed her."
"No need to impress her then."
"I hate it when you do that…"
"I hate it when you mumble like that, so we're even."
"Reid."
"Come on, at least tell me what it is you hate me doing so I can try to avoid doing it."
"Just…treating girls like that. Like they're pieces of meat you can just use and then throw away. It doesn't work like that."
"It doesn't work any other way for me Blaise, we've been over this."
"Have you ever tried any other way? I just- I just want you to be happy."
"Look, you're getting really tired. Why don't I set you up in the guest room?"
"I'm not tired."
"Sure. And I'm Pocahontas. Now, let's get you off the floor…there ya go-hey! Get off my bed."
"No."
"Blaise,"-
"No."
"Don't do this to me, okay? Just get out of the bed."
"Stop being so selfish Reid, there's enough room in here for both of us."
"I'm being selfish? Me? You're the one who just took over my side of my bed."
"You mean your queen sized bed? That one?"
"Yes, that one. The one I'm watching you lay in."
"Shut the fuck up. You're so spoiled."
"…Are you seriously rolling over and going to sleep?"
"Yep. Stop being such a bitch and join me."
"I think I'm just gunna crash in the guest room."
"What? Reid, what the fuck? You're my best friend, this shouldn't be that big of a deal."
"You're right, it shouldn't. But it is."
"Please, don't leave me."
"Don't give me those eyes…"
"Reeeid."
"Ugh, you're as spoiled as I am, you know that?…Alright, move over."
"Thank you."
"How did I get stuck with you for a best friend?"
"Luck."
"Heh, sure. We'll go with that one…Alright, happy now?"
"Mhm. I appreciate this."
"You better."
"…Reid? Why don't you want to sleep beside me? You lay down beside every other girl at school…What's so horrible about me?"
"Hey, no. Please don't take it that way, it's not you."
"So, what is it?"
"Blaise, you aren't those other girls. You mean something to me. I'm just terrified of fucking things up with you and losing that."
"What do you mean fucking things up?"
"You know what I mean…"
"I didn't ask because I know what you mean, asshole. What is it? Are you scared of losing me to Tyler?"
"I…You could say that, I guess. Sure. You need to get some sleep, I'm turning out the light."
"Alright…Reid?"
"Yah?"
"You're never going to lose me. I love you too much."
"I love you too…That's my problem."