s**t, he was in my bed. Flex was passed out on my bed topless. What the hell was I supposed to do ? Looking around the room hopelessly like something would jump out and tell me what to do. His phone was peeping up over the top of his jeans pocket he still had on , and it kept lighting up. I heard a faint buzzing noise too. Sighing, I poke him to try and get his attention. But nothing , no movement or anything, just deep breathing. " Flex " I whispered, but nothing. So, I pulled his phone out of his pocket and looked at the screen. Nikki , her name was flashing up , she was calling him.
I had an evil thought enter my mind to answer the phone and tell her to not disturb him. He was sleeping in my bed. That would teach that b***h. But , I didn't want that spreading around school either. So
