I fell asleep in Blake's arms again...

He was giving me a massage and I died in his arms.

God damn it.

I liked it.

I really, really, really liked it.

Ovaries: You loved it.

I freaking loved it.

But now, all I can think about is how the hell am I going to face him?

It was currently nine in the afternoon, which means I only slept for two hours or less. I woke up ten minutes ago and found myself lying in my bed. I either sleepwalked all the way from the apartment's entrance to my room after Blake left me to lie on the ground, or he carried me here once he realized I had fallen asleep on him.

I definitely didn't sleepwalk. He carried me.

I stuffed my face into my pillow and groaned. I wanna die.

This is so embarrassing. WHO THE HELL JUST SLEEPS IN THEIR ROOMMATES ARMS LIKE THAT? I WAS LITERALLY SITTING UP.

He smelt so go- I wanna punch him.

I ran my fingers through my hair as I sat up on the bed. My stomach grumbled; a reminder that I was starving and that for my stomach's nagging to go away, I need to get my ass out of bed and leave my room to find something to eat in the kitchen.

I got up and let out a frustrated breath before making my way to the door and leaving the room.

I thanked god when I reached the kitchen and didn't cross paths with Blake, he must be in his room. I quickly made myself something to eat and took it with me to the living room.

I heard a door open and close from the hallway and internally prayed that it wasn't Blake's door.

"Ah, I see Bella Addormentata is awake. How'd sleeping upright on the floor for twenty minutes feel, Principessa?" God damn it. (Sleeping beauty.) (princess).

I feel like he's been speaking more Italian these past few days just to piss me off.

"Go away," I grumbled, keeping my eyes on my food and stopping them from reaching Blake who was now standing at the living room's entrance.

"And here I thought my massages helped people relax and... uh- untwisted their panties?" He sounded cute while sayi- I wanna punch him.

I sighed and turned my head in his direction as he walked over to the recliner. "I'm sorry. Thank you for the uh... massage, and for not leaving me to sleep on the floor..." I mumbled. I felt like it was rude of me to not say thank you.

Blake plopped onto the recliner horizontally, his head leaning on one of the arms, facing me, while his legs rested on the other arm. He grinned, "No problem, Muffin. Do your shoulders still hurt?"

I shook my head, "No."

"You sure?" He asked.

"Yes,"

"Great. So you're in good condition for us to-"

"Shut up,"

"Okay..."

"..."

"After we stuff the muffin, of course." He just had to add that, didn't he?

I glared. "Get bent,"

He raised his hands in front of him, "Woah, woah, Leprotto... I'm not into that stuff. Though, I wouldn't mind if it were the other way around, of course." He sent me a wink after saying that.

I'm gonna kill someone.

I was about to shoot something back at him when the buzz of my phone stopped me. I sent him a scowl before looking down at my phone to check the message that I had received from Huda.

H: Here are all the photos of the notes we took in class, just like you asked <3

I scrolled and found multiple files of photos sent to me by her and let out a groan as I remembered that I had tons of studies to catch up on.

Blake must have heard the groan and seen my annoyed expression because he raised an eyebrow and questioned, "What twisted your panties even more?"

I ran a hand down my face in dramatic annoyance and grumbled, "School."

"What about it?"

"I have to catch up on what they took while I was absent," I replied.

Blake knit his eyebrows, "The fuck? Why would you do that?"

I gave him an "are you dumb" look. "Because..."

"Because?" He cocked his head to the side.

"How else would I understand the upcoming classes? I can assure you none of the teachers would be ready to explain the lessons to me in their free time. People are already hella stressed over the pandemic and everything, I can't add pressure to them like that- not that they would even allow me to." I explained.

"Why don't you just study later this week or something if you really don't want to stuff two days' worth of information in your head now?" He's definitely a procrastinator.

"Again.. how would I understand the next lessons later when I actually attend school?"

Blake gave me an amused look, "Schools are closed, darling. Remember?"

Oh my god, I totally forgot about that.

My mouth formed into the shape of an O for a second before I frowned and shook my head, "I still have to study, schools aren't permanently closed, it's just temporary. Plus, the ministry's definitely going to find a solution sooner or later, like online schooling or something."

Blake chuckled and shook his head, "You're such a nerd,"

"You're such a failure," I shook my head too, mocking him.

"And what makes you think that?" Blake folded his arms behind his head and rested his head against them.

"You barely study, and when you do, I do not doubt that it would be after hours of procrastination," I answered.

Blake nodded his head, agreeing with me. "Now, what you said is a hundred percent correct, but, procrastinating and not studying that much don't always lead to failure." He grinned. "You can even check my report cards... I get straight A's and B's, sweetheart."

I furrowed my eyebrows. "How the hell..."

He tapped his head and whispered, "Photographic memory..."

"You're kidding,"

Lucky son of a bitch.

"I sure am," He replied sarcastically.

"What about math and the other subjects that don't need memorizing? You fail them?"

Blake laughed, "What makes you think I'm that much of an imbecile?"

I shrugged. I honestly didn't know the answer to that.

"I don't fail them Muffin, Math might even be the subject I'm best at after Biology and Psychology- though I do suck at Chemistry." He looked up at the ceiling and narrowed his eyes. "Fucking chemistry," He muttered under his breath.

"What did chemistry ever do to you?" I asked in an amused tone.

"Fucked me up. It's the only subject that I would get a fucking C in," He grumbled.

I scoffed, "Biology's way harder,"

Blake shook his head, "Hell no, Biology's my favorite subject. It's easy and fun to memorize. Plus, you get free nudes on the books' pages." He smirked.

I threw my head back, "Why do you have to be such a horny pervert all the time?"

Blake simply shrugged in response, still smirking.

I rolled my eyes and went back to eating my food while Blake scrolled through his phone. When I was done eating, I stood up, took my plate to the kitchen, and made my way to my room so I could start studying.

I tangled my fingers through my hair and tugged hard, letting out a frustrated breath while thinking of banging my head against my desk repeatedly.

I wanna rip the books' pages with my teeth and spit it at the teachers' faces.

I hate this.

Why the hell is everything so damn hard?

The few days I decide to ditch school, the teachers explain the hardest lessons.

The notes that Huda had sent me were useless, I still didn't understand a thing in Maths, Biology, Chemistry, and Human Geography. I wanna cry.

I spent hours watching videos on Youtube that explain the lessons that I'm taking but I was only able to understand the chemistry crap because the youtube channel was really great at explaining simply and directly.

The others were HARD. Really, really hard. And I swore to myself that by the end of the night, I have to have at least half of each lesson understood and carved in my stupid mind. I was failing at that.

I stared at the pile of books and papers in front of me for a minute before standing up from my seat; I decided to give myself a break from this torture.

I plopped onto my bed and scrolled through my contacts on Facetime, looking for Luke's. I tapped on his name after finding it and waited for him to pick up the phone.

I frowned when he didn't answer and pressed on the 'call back' button. I sighed after my second attempt to call him and got off of the bed; he must be asleep or busy.

I walked out of the room, for no reason exactly, just because I wanted a break from sitting at my desk in my room staring at the stupid cursed books, I guess.

I was walking down the hallway when I heard Blake's soft chuckle coming from the living room.

"Bwut whyyy~" My eyes widened when I heard her voice over what I'm assuming was Blake's phone or laptop.

"Guppy, Cole's in a grumpy mood right now and he's not feeling well, wouldn't you want him to rest?" Blake asked in a gentle voice.

"Nu, nu! I wan Cowl to sweep. Bwut I nu sh- I dwid not show him my new crocs! Tomorr- Yesserdway I pwomised Cowl I will show him." I smiled when I heard Lizzie's voice again.

I walked into the living room, where I found Blake sitting on the couch shirtless with his laptop resting on his lap as he smiled at its screen. "Well, you can always show me! And then, tomorrow when Cole wakes up feeling better, you'll be able to show him too- Oh, would you look at that Lizzie, guess who just walked in?" Blake grinned we he saw me standing at the entrance of the room.

"WHOSE? WHOSE? WHOSE?" Lizzie's voice boomed from Blake's laptop.

Blake turned the laptop around so it could face me and a smile automatically spread across my face when I saw Lizzie's cute face.

"LIA? LIAAAA!" She yelled excitedly.

I took a few steps forward and crouched down in front of the laptop, "Hey Lizzie!"

"Hellooo!" She started jumping in her place, she was sitting on her bed, which was, of course, covered with My Little Pony-themed covers.

"How ar-"

"I GOTS NEW CROCS!" She exclaimed, cutting me off.

I looked up at Blake, still smiling and he pursed his lips, holding back his smile, and nodded his head. I averted my gaze back to the screen and cooed, "You did?"

She nodded her head and let go of her unicorn stuffie, setting it carefully beside her on the bed and sleepily yet still excitedly getting off.

I knit my brows at Blake and he unpursed his lips, "She only gets three hours of the iPad and uses an hour of them to call Cole and me, she just went to get the crocs from her closet- she'll be back in a few secon-"

"I'm hewre, I'm hewre!" Yep.

"Hey Guppy, did you get them?" Blake turned the laptop around to face him and patted the spot next to him while looking my way.

My heart twerked.

"Wes- Yes!" Lizzie corrected herself.

I hesitantly stood up from crouching down and sat down beside Blake, he tried to hide his chuckle at the way I was flushing red from the proximity of our bodies, but he failed.

Lizzie jumped back onto the bed and held a pair of glittery pink and purple crocs in front of her. She waved it around excitedly as her eyes slowly started drooping. She shook her head multiple times, clearly trying to shake the sleep away with her so she could talk to us.

Blake and I gasped loudly and dramatically, "Wow! No way that's yours, Princess."

"I want it," I fake whined so she could think I loved her crocs and was slightly jealous.

Lizzie giggled lazily and slapped a palm against her mouth. "Iss too smwoll on chu Lia!"

Blake chuckled, I could feel his body shake next to mine. "It is, maybe Livi could buy a pair of the same shoes that fit her size, and then you two could match..."

He called me Livi again.

Please don't blush even more. Please. Please. Please. I mentally begged myself.

Lizzie yawned, "Yess! Yess!"

I frowned as I watched her fight her eyelids from closing. She looked exhausted.

"Princess," Blake said.

She hummed in response and rubbed her fists against her eyes.

"Why don't you call Alice to tuck you in now? You have to sleep..." He said softly.

Lizzie's lips trembled and her eyes instantly started getting watery, my heart broke at the sight. "I nu wan- I- I don wan-..." She rubbed her fists against her eyes again and sniffled, "Cowl won say night?"

I swiveled my head in Blake's direction and noticed how a pained expression had made its way to his gorgeous face. He looked away for a second then looked back at her, "Guppy, I told you, Cole's not really feeling that well at the moment, he's sad and moody." His voice was really soothing to my ears, "He'll say good morning to you the first thing in the morning. Dry those tears princess, it's okay."

She nodded her head dried her tears with her sleeves. "Cole loves you a lot, you know that right?"

"I wuv- l-love him too," She sniffled.

"Lia and I also love you~ right Lia?" Blake turned to me with a small smile.

I nodded my head. "Very, very, very much Lizzie."

She sleepily smiled at us and her eyes started shutting on their own. "Hey, hey, Guppy..." Blake woke her up with his gentle voice.

"Hmm?" She pouted.

"Get under the sheets for us, and pull the blanket over you- yes just like that, right til-"

"My chinny," She giggled.

Blake chuckled, "Yes, right till your chinny, and shut the iPad off- We love you soooo much. Good night Princess."

She smiled again, "I love chu, nighty Bake, nighty Lia- I love chu too."

Blake blew her kisses and she blew him a thousand back, "Shut the iPad off and make sure you put it far away before sleeping, yeah?"

She nodded her head and kissed her screen before Blake chuckled and hung up. "Let's just hope she actually puts it away and doesn't fall asleep with it on top of her. Fucking shitty ass parents don't even bother putting her to sleep."

I frowned and turned to face him. "What?"

He closed his laptop and leaned forward to place it on the coffee table in front of us before leaning back and resting his head back against the couch. "Didn't Cole tell you?" He furrowed his brows.

I was about to ask him what he meant before I remembered what cole had informed me about himself and his relationship with his parents the day I moved into the apartment when we were making cupcakes.

He said something about their lives being revolved around work and how it affected their relationship with him. He had a nanny take care of him and form a strong relationship with him instead of his own parents. He also mentioned how Lizzie got stuck with an older nanny who was kind of strict and less pleasant than his childhood nanny.

"No, he did."

Blake nodded his head, "It fucking pisses me off," He said in a low angry voice, "they don't realize how badly this can fucking affect a kid. Lizzie has a shitty nanny that can't seem to remove the stick that's far up her ass, her parents barely give two shits about her, they need a fucking maid to tuck her to sleep, she has a rule where she can't fall asleep to blue light, yet she just fell asleep talking to us through the iPad's screen, but they didn't give a fuck about checking on her and for some fucking reason, the maid didn't show up tonight." He looked like he wanted to say so much more but held it all back and let out a breath instead.

My heart shattered after hearing all of that and I sucked in a breath. No child deserves that. "I wonder what'll happen in their household during the lockdown, I seriously fucking hope Cole's parents do something," Blake added. "Maybe they'll realize how much of shit parents they are and try and change for the better or some shit. At least she'll get to spend loads of time with them in the mansion that they like to call home."

I stared at Blake's side profile for a second and a thought crossed my mind. He seemed to care so much about how Lizzie's being raised and how her childhood is being molded that it made me think about how his must had been like- his childhood.

When I come to think of it, he's never mentioned anything about his family. I don't know a thing about his parents or siblings- if he even has any.

I just know one simple fact and it was that his mom was half Italian and she frequently speaks the language around him.

"So..." Blake cut me out of my thoughts. I think he was trying to change the subject so he doesn't end up fuming. "did you finish studying?"

I half-laughed, "Yeah, uh- funny thing... I didn't."

Blake tilted his head and looked at me, "You didn't? What the hell were you doing in your room all this time?"

"I was trying to understand... I couldn't though. It's too hard. I watched a billion youtube videos for each subject and I couldn't understand anything but Chemistry."

Blake gave me a confused look, "All this time? And hold up... chemistry?"

I nodded my head. "Damn," He muttered, chuckling. "What are the subjects?"

"Bio, Math, and Human Geography," I fake gagged as I mentioned them.

Blake stared at me, "You're serious?" I narrowed my eyes at him and he laughed, shaking his head from left to right.

"Get me your books and notes," He said.

I gave him a confused look, "What?"

"The subjects' books and notes, hand them to me."

"Why?"

"I took the shit you're taking last year, I'm sure I rocked them all." He smirked.

I rolled my eyes and got up from my seat, "I'm sure you did," I grunted and left the room to get my books and notes for him.

I came back a minute later with all the subjects' material in my hands and I set them on the coffee table that was placed in the middle of the room, in front of the couch. Blake sat down on the ground and scooted closer to the table.

I sat down beside him. He hummed and turned his face towards me, "What do you wanna start with first?"

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I threw my head back and groaned, "I don't wanna do this anymore, Blake."

"Another sentence of yours that I've never heard someone say to me befor-"

"BLAKE!"

"OLIVIA!" Blake mocked in a high-pitched girly tone. "Suck it up, Muffin. We're almost done. I told you it wouldn't be hard. You understand most of it now."

I sighed and rubbed my temples. "Blake, I seriously can't do this anymore. It's too much information for one night. We've been doing this for hours and I'm hungry and tired."

Blake looked up from my notes and shot his head towards me. "You're hungry?"

I nodded my head and he stood up, sighing. "Fine, we'll do the rest of the Human Geography tomorrow morning. Get up so we can eat."

I clapped my hands together and smiled as I stood up, "Thank you,"

Blake ruffled my hair, "No problem, Muffin."

I smacked his hand away, grunting, and walked towards the kitchen with him hot on my heels chuckling.

"What do you wanna eat?" He asked when we reached the kitchen.

"Literally anything," I replied, opening the cabinets to search for some kind of snack.