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I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock going off, the sounds of soft snores, and the feeling of a heavyweight pressing against my right leg along with a shift in the bed I was laying on. I opened my eyes and squinted as I let them adjust to the bright morning light then sat up slowly and rubbed them.

I looked up in front of me and found a sleeping Cole lying horizontally at the end of the bed, half of his chest was over my right leg while his head was inches away from hanging down the bed. Well, that explains the heavyweight that I felt pressing against my leg.

I heard a groan come from the floor and looked down to find Blake also asleep, his body splayed on the carpet next to the bed. I chuckled at the sight of them, both of their faces had the top half covered with a curtain of their hair and their mouths were slightly open. They looked adorable.

I shut the alarm up and got up from the bed to use the bathroom, causing a plastic board game figure to roll off of it too, and grabbed one of the packs of pads that Cole had bought me yesterday when I was on my way to the door.

I did my business in the bathroom and brushed my teeth before heading back to the room and waking the boys up so they could get ready for school.

Blake woke up quickly, groaning a bit and rubbing his eyes before running his fingers through his disheveled hair, "'Morning, Sunshine." I chuckled at his sleepy face.

He got up from the floor and mumbled a small "Morning, Muffin." Then averted his gaze to Cole who looked almost dead.

I walked over to the bed and called Cole's name multiple times but he didn't wake up from his slumber, he just let out a bunch of incoherent words and then shifted his head against the mattress and went back to snoring cutely. I shook his shoulder gently and he mumbled a bunch of other incoherent words but slipped a few profanities with them this time.

Blake rubbed his eyes again and stared down at Cole for a few seconds then eyed the cup of water that was placed on the nightstand beside the bed from last night. He grabbed the half-empty cup and spilled the drink on Cole's sleeping face without hesitation, singing "Uh-rIse and shIIne~" in the same tone as Kylie Jenner.

Cole immediately yelled out "MOTHER FUCKER!" as soon as the water hit his face and his whole body shot up quickly.

Blake gave him an innocent smile and simply said, "School." before making his way to the door. Cole glared at Blake's back and quickly jumped off of the bed to attack him.

"Little shit, "He grumbled when Blake sprinted out of the room.

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"So Livs, mom says it's been a long time since she's seen you and she 'misses you' and shiz and told me to ask you if you wanted to come over for dinner today," Huda told me as we walked out of the last period together.

I beamed at that and quickly nodded my head. "Sure, yes! I miss her too~ I don't really have any plans set for today so I can stay there as long as I want."

Huda smiled. "Okay then! Do you wanna leave with me right now or go home and get changed and shiz first?"

"I think it would be better for me to just ride with you now; I'm not sure if either Cole or Blake could give me a ride, and I don't think I'll be able to walk there because my body's still exhausted and my lower back feels uncomfortable since it's still the second day of my period," I explained to her as I put my books away in my locker.

Huda scrunched her face. "Oh yeah, about that, what happened yesterday? Cole said you were extremely in pain because of your visit from Aunt Flo- Oh! Oh! Did you like the snacks?" She asked energetically.

"Yes! I forgot to thank you, I didn't just need the snacks, but the pads too. You're a lifesaver, thank you so much." I smiled at her.

She jumped enthusiastically. "No problem Livi-pooh! Now let's get going~" She sang as she grabbed my arm and dragged me towards the exit.

She stopped walking when Cole and Blake crossed paths with us and stopped walking, knitting their eyebrows at me, probably wondering why I was heading towards the exit before them since they usually give me the rides.

"Hey, we were on our way to ask you if you're ready," Blake told me.

"Sorry girlies, I'm kidnapping her today, have fun carpooling on your own loser asses, bitchesss." She didn't give them time to respond as she grabbed my arm again and continued to drag me. I looked back behind me at Blake's confused face and Cole's grinning one and sent them an apologetic smile.

They just nodded their heads and walked towards the exit too, shrugging.

"So, what was up with you yesterday? You're not sick anymore?" I asked Huda as I buckled up in the passenger seat in Huda's car.

"I don't even know, I think I was just being a little dramatic, but my throat was definitely sore and I was coughing and sneezing more than usual, so... I'm guessing it was a small flu but I turned it into something worse than it actually is?" She said that in a tone that made it sound like a question.

I chuckled. "Of course you did,"

Huda smiled, not taking her eyes off of the rearview mirror as she reversed. I connected my phone to her car's Bluetooth and played some music at a low volume as Huda told me about the TV show that she had binge-watched yesterday, not missing any details but still jumping from thought to thought and changing the topic every five seconds then going back to the previous topic and apologizing for talking too much then proceeding to ramble.

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I plopped down on the couch that was placed in front of Huda's bed while Huda sat down on her bed, facing me. We just finished helping Mrs. Martin clean up after dinner as we chatted with her and filled her in on all the gossip that was going on in school.

"What'd ya wanna watch?" Huda asked as she opened her laptop and set it in front of her on the bed, patting the spot beside her with her other hand as she typed in her password.

I sat down beside her and thought about what to watch before answering, "Random vines?"

"Random vines." Huda nodded her head, agreeing. We both rested our backs against the headboard and spent the next hours laughing our guts out and wheezing as we watched vines and some other hilarious random videos.

I saw my phone flash from where it was sitting on the couch, indicating that my phone was put on silent and someone was calling me. I got up from the bed and walked towards the couch, "Hello?" I answered Blake's phone call, walking back to the bed.

"Hey, we called you like a thousand times, you good?" He asked me. I furrowed my eyebrows and looked down at the phone, seeing that I have about a dozen missed calls from both of them.

"Yeah, sorry, my phone was on silent."

"It's fine, when are you getting home?" He asked.

I looked at the time and my eyes widened when I realized that it was already past 7 pm. Damn, time really flew by. "I- Now? I think? I was planning on leaving at 6:30 but totally lost track of time."

"How are you getting here? Need a ride?" He offered.

"Yeah, she does!" Huda yelled at the phone from beside me.

"I do?" I asked her.

"Yeah, I can't drive you..." She yawned.

It's not even 8 pm yet and she's tired?

"Okay then, I'll pick you up since Cole's at his parents' right now, just send me the location." I heard shuffling from his side of the phone.

"Wait, Cole's at his parents'? Aren't they in Ohio?" I asked, confused. I could've sworn I remember him telling me that.

"Yeah, they're just going to be in town for the weekend," He explained. Oh right, today was Friday.

"Oh, okay. I'll send you the location now, thanks."

"No problem, I'll be there in a few." He said before hanging up.

I sent him the location before Huda and I headed downstairs to chat some more with Mrs. Martin in the living room until Blake comes.

About half an hour later, I received a text from Blake saying that he's outside and I got up from my seat, grabbing my bag and saying my goodbyes to Mrs. Martin and Huda as I walked to the front door.

"Hey," I said to Blake as I walked towards where he was seated on the motorcycle.

"Missed me, Muffin?" He smirked at me.

I rolled my eyes and grabbed one of the helmets, strapping it on and hopping onto the bike behind him. "Very much so."

"Awww~ Hold on tight." He revved the engine as I wrapped my arms around him.

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"Thank you, for the ride..." I said to Blake as he unlocked the door and gestured for me to step in before him.

"My pleasur-" he was cut off by the unfamiliar sound of a girl's squeal followed by fast, rushing, footsteps coming towards us.

"BAAKE!" A tiny blonde toddler quickly came into sight with the cutest, widest smile plastered on her adorable face as she jumped into Blake's arms.

Blake chuckled and held her up, "Hey Guppy~"

She giggled at him and stuffed her face into his neck. "Missed chuu!"

Cole soon showed up in front of us and I slapped my palm against my mouth to stop myself from laughing loudly the second I caught the sight of him. He had purple lipstick smudged all around his lips, some reaching his cheeks that were caked with children's makeup, layers of different colors of eye-shadow on his eyelids, and his hair was all over the place.

Blake didn't bother holding in his laughter as he wheezed at Cole's appearance, throwing his head back while he still held on to the tiny girl who had her arms wrapped around his neck and was now giggling at the sight of Cole too.

"What the hell happened?" I choked out.

"Oh, this?" He pointed at his face. "I'll tell you what happened. So... about three years ago, my beloved parents decided to commit the act of nastification and I'm guessing my dad's pull-out game was weak, and well, this happened." He gestured towards the baby in Blake's arms who was now looking at me with her head tilted to the side, her face holding a confused facial expression.

Wait... that explains the same shade of blonde hair, similar facial features, and the same blue eye color. Lizzie.

"Lizzie, remember the girl I told you about earlier today??" Cole asked his baby sister.

I looked at her cute face and she nodded her head vigorously against Blake's chest, "Lia!" She answered happily.

"No princess, it's O-li-via," Blake corrected her.

She gave him a serious scrunched-up face, "Lia." she said again.

Blake chuckled and Cole continued. "This is her." He gestured towards me, "Don't be rude, say hello."

She looked up at me and blushed before giving me a big smile and saying "Hello," In a small baby voice, hiding her face back into Blake's neck when she saw me smile back at her and say "Hi!"

Blake smiled against her blonde hair and kissed it before setting her down on the ground and taking his shoes off.

"Come on, let's go to the living room," he told her in a soft voice, extending his hand out for her to hold. Her hand was too small so she ended up wrapping her five fingers around his pinky and ring finger.

They both headed to the living room while I just stayed in my spot and stared at Cole's face with pursed lips.

He threw his head back a bit and whined, "Please don't~"

I gave him an innocent look, "I didn't say anything."

"But you're planning to..."

I pursed my lips even harder to stop myself from laughing and shook my head, walking away. "Good luck trying to remove that."

"Fuck, I didn't think of that; I usually use mom's makeup remover..." he muttered as he followed me. "Do you have any?"

I nodded my head and walked towards my room to get him some, knowing it will barely do shit since I bought the cheapest one and it took me hours to remove my lipstick with it. We passed by the living room and saw both Blake and Lizzie sitting crisscross applesauce on the floor, Blake was listening and watching intently as she showed him her My Little Pony plastic figures collection.

"Can I get Big McIntosh?" Blake asked almost enthusiastically when she asked him which one he wanted to play with.

"Nu~" Lizzie shook her head at him, smiling.

"Whyy..." Blake fake whined.

"Cos he's my boyfwend. Mine." She pointed at herself and hugged the toy.

Blake gave her an amused look and raised his eyebrows. "Your what?"

"Boyfwendddd."

"I thought Ken was your boyfriend." He squinted his eyes at her.

She giggled, "Ken is my boyfwend."

Blake gave her a funny confused face. "Him too? Why do you need both?"

"Cos I cans rwide Macontish and cans not rwide Ken." She shrugged.

My eyes widened.

Damn, my dirty mind...

Blake bit his lip to contain his laughter and tried his best to keep a serious face as he nodded in understanding. Cole shook his head at her and we continued to walk towards my room as I chuckled lightly at her cuteness.

"She's sleeping here tonight... I hope you don't mind. I'm sorry for not telling you earlier, I totally forgot." Cole apologized when we entered my room.

I smiled and shook my head at him, waving him off, "It's no problem, I don't mind at all."

I handed Cole the crappy makeup remover and laughed one more time at his face before he rushed out of the room to wipe it off in his bathroom. I grabbed a baggie sweatshirt, fuzzy socks, and comfy pajama pants and walked to the bathroom to get changed.

"BAKE- NUU-HEHE- STAPPP, NU!" I heard the cute yells and giggles of Lizzie when I got out of the bathroom after getting changed and brushing my teeth.

"Say the magic words, Guppy," Blake said, the last word was a bit muffled because of his mouth making contact with something.

"Pwease and thank chu!" I heard the sound of fart-like noises being let out and stalked into the living room, catching the sight of Blake blowing raspberries on the bare part of Lizzie's shaking stomach that the shirt had ridden up from while tickling her armpits.

"The other magic words, Peanut."

"Bake cooter than- hehe- Cwole!" She laughed.

Blake stopped and stared at her with narrowed eyes, "'Cuter?'" He asked in a high-pitched voice, acting offended.

He leaned in to continue his attack on her and she squealed "NU! CWOOLER! CWOOLERRR!"

Blake chuckled as he tugged her shirt back down to cover her stomach and picked her up, setting her on his lap and ruffling her hair, causing her to pout and shoo his hands away. "Stopp- Lia! Lia twell him to stopp" She whined.

I hadn't realized that she'd seen me enter the room and Blake stopped ruffling as he looked up at me and smirked.

"Lizzie, potty time. Chop chop, hurry up so you could go to bed..." Cole said as he walked into the room with a towel in his hand as he dried his now damp and makeup-free face.

Never in my entire life did I ever expect to hear those words coming out of Cole Anderson's mouth. Actually, when I think of it, I also never expected to see Blake Evans sitting crisscross on the floor asking a three-year-old to give him a certain My Little Pony plastic figure to play with instead of Princess Luna.

"Nuu. Don't wanna~" Lizzie whined again but Blake whispered something in her ear and her face instantly lit up and she hopped off of his lap and ran towards Cole saying, "Otay! Potty Potty!" happily. Cole lifted her from her armpits and carried her to his room, grabbing a big pink bag from the recliner on his way.

"What'd you tell her?" I asked him as I looked at him with an amused face.

"Park," He simply answered.

I chuckled and shook my head. "Of course," I muttered. I swear that place is like every hyper child's personal heaven.

I plopped down on one of the recliners and grabbed the TV remote to open Netflix since I wasn't tired at all.

We heard Cole suddenly let out a shriek and a bunch of profanities from his room followed by the sound of Lizzie's small cackles and Blake and I both snickered. Blake got up from his seat and walked over to the hallway, saying he'll be right back.

I nodded my head and wrapped a throw blanket around me as I picked an episode of "That 70's Show" to watch.

Blake walked back into the room thirty minutes later wearing pajama pants and no shirt with a... book? in his hand.

I quickly looked away from his chest and continued 'watching' the episode. "What did pajama shirts ever do to you?" I muttered lowly, not averting my eyes away from the big screen.

He threw himself onto the couch and I saw him smirking from the corner of my left eye, "Hmm?"

"Do you have to be half-naked? Would you die if you just wore a t-shirt for once at night?" I grumbled.

Blake hummed as he pretended to think about the answer, "Honestly Muffin... I probably would."

I turned my head towards him and narrowed my eyes, "No you wouldn't."

"Ah, but I would. You see, our apartment's heating system is programmed to raise the temperature a little higher from 10 pm to like 5 am for some stupid reason and I get hot easily, the fabric of a shirt will heat my body up even more, and heat exhaustion will eventually hit me, causing the Chemical processes to start to be affected, the cells inside my body will deteriorate because of that and there will be a risk of multiple organ failures. My body won't even be able to sweat at that point because blood flow to my skin stops, making me feel cold and clammy, and then BOOM... I'm dead before you know it and Cole will be left widowed." Blake said as he searched for the page he had stopped on in his book.

What. the. Hell.

Did he just-

Whaa?

Blake looked back at my shocked face and smiled innocently. "You okay, Muffin?"

My jaw had dropped to the ground and my eyes were like saucers. "I-"

He shifted his head against the throw pillow and slapped his hand against his chest. "Damn, Liv. I'm not gonna lie, you're reaction kind of hurt my feelings. Who do you think I am? Cole? Y'know most of us sexy guys have brains too... shocking, right?"

"Shut up," I mumbled, looking away from him.

"Sure, Muf-"

"Don't! For the love of all that is holy... Don't." I cut him off before he could call me that god-awful pet name.

"Not a fan of muffins, are we, Cupcake?"

"No. I'm not. Stop freaking calling me those two names."

"Anything for you, Baby doll."

I sat up straighter and grabbed the nearest throw pillow beside me, aiming it at his stupid gorgeous face and throwing.

He easily dodged it by simply ducking his head quickly, causing a few locks of hair to fall down his forehead and block the tips of his eyes. He let out a low laugh as he ran his fingers through his soft-looking hair. "Damn, Buttercup. Do you need help working on you're throwing skill-"

I threw another pillow and it actually hit his face this time. He laughed even more "Nevermind, I gues-"