"SURPRISE!"

Cole stared at us sleepily for a second, eyed the cake, rubbed his eyes, and then looked back at the cake, "Is that a dick?"

We nodded our heads and I held back a laugh. "With blue balls!" Blake happily added.

Cole looked back at us and pursed his lips. He stared at us for a second and we stared back. We watched as the widest smile slowly started making its way to his face and his lips kept tugging even more by the second.

His eyes crinkled, he laughed a bit and I didn't have time to smile back before I found myself sprawled on the floor next to Blake with Cole on top of us. He was squeezing us into a group hug where I could almost feel my organs squish together from the gesture.

"Fucking thank you!" He beamed. "I love you guys."

Blake and I chuckled and patted his muscular back, half of his tall frame was squishing me like a shoe against a bug. His not too long blond hair was covering my left cheek and he nuzzled into us like a child.

"Is this gay?" Cole asked.

"Shut the fuck up," Blake said.

"Okay."

"We love you too..." Blake whispered.

"No homo," They both added at the same time then looked back at me and gave me flirty looks.

"No hetero?" Cole asked me.

I rolled my eyes and noticed Blake hide a smirk while still looking at me; he was definitely thinking about the kiss.

My heart thundered when the memory of what had happened last night shot back to me and my eyes stole a glimpse at his perfect lips. They felt so soft and perfect against mine. Heat rose from my neck to my cheeks, coloring them with a blush, and I quickly looked away from Blake and to Cole.

Almost everything after the kiss was a blur. I remember finishing the cake sleepily before I sat down on one of the stools while Blake wiped the counters with the same cheeky smile on his face and I fell asleep the minute I rested my head against the kitchen island.

Blake managed to carry me to my room without waking me up and I only noticed that later this morning when I saw him crouched down beside the bed after softly waking me up so we could surprise Cole.

"So yes to the no hetero or no?" Cole asked a few seconds later. "'Cause I was kinda hoping for a-"

Blake and I cut him off by pushing him off us, knowing he was definitely going to say something dirty.

Cole groaned and rolled to lay beside me on the floor. We all stared at the ceiling for a minute before Cole cut the silence. "Can we eat the penis cake now?"

♛

"Are you alright?" I frowned as I looked at Cole, who was lying upside down over the couch with his head hanging down and the tips of his hair touching the ground.

He burped. "I think I ate too much of the penis cake."

I laughed, "Why do you think that?" I questioned.

"Because I'm nauseous," he whined. "it was a sexy-tasting cake though."

I chuckled again, "If you're nauseous, why the hell are you sprawled upside down? That'll just make you feel even sicker."

He just burped again and shrugged.

I shook my head and turned around to leave the living room. "Noo where the fuck are you goinggg?" Cole whined like a baby.

"I'll be back, try not to choke on your vomit before I'm back, yeah?"

"Yessi- fuck!"

I turned around and see him clutching his stomach, "Are you alright?"

He sat up and bent down, "Mhm..."

"I'll get you a heating pad and some Alka Seltzer," I whispered.

He looked up at me and gave me an adorable smile, "Yes pleasee,"

I smiled back at him and nodded my head before turning back around and walking to the hallway so I could get the heating pad from my room. I hummed as I walked through the hallway and shrieked when I suddenly felt someone grab my hand and pull me to a room.

Blake closed the door behind me made me press my back against it. I took a breath to calm my racing heart down and glared at him through the fallen locks of hair that had landed on my face because of the sudden pull.

He gave me a hot grin, "Hey,"

I just kept glaring at him and huffed a lock away from my eye. He chuckled deeply and brushed the locks softly behind my ears before placing his hands back over the door on either side of my head.

"We need to talk," he said.

My heart went back to racing when I heard his tone and I felt my palms begin to get sweaty. "About?" I gulped.

His face inched forward and I could feel his minty breath fanning my face, "Last night..."

I looked up at his eyes and his dark green irises trapped me into his stare. My breathing hitched as I thought about last night for the millionth time today. My heartbeat picked up for a bit more but then it suddenly stopped when I heard the next words that came out of his mouth.

"It was a mistake,"

I stared at him like a deer in headlights, a pang suddenly hit my heart and I felt my stomach churn from hurt. I didn't know what to say, I just looked at him while my chest burned.

I watched as he slowly brought his face closer to me and moved it an inch to the side. My heart once again went back to beating quickly and confusion hit me like a train when I felt his soft plump lips make contact with my cheek, "Kidding."

My eyes widened and I glared at his grinning face when he pulled back and I kicked his shins and pushed him away from me so I could breathe, "You little s-"

"FUCKKKKKK!" Cole's scream stopped me from cussing Blake out and we both knit our brows.

Shit! I forgot about the heating pad and Alka Seltzer.

"What happened?" Blake yelled out to him.

"My fucking head and stomach hurt like a motherfucking bitch." Blake opened the door.

I stepped out of the room without giving the jerk another look and headed to my room to get the heating pad, "Get him the Alka Seltzer, Blake!" I yelled out to him from my room.

I couldn't hear what Blake said but I'm guessing he went to go fetch it because of the sound of cabinets opening and closing that were coming from the kitchen.

I walked back to the living room where Cole was curled into a ball on the couch and groaning, "Cole?" I crouched down in front of him after turning the heating pad on.

"Hmm?" He groaned. I looked at his face and saw that it was getting a bit too pale than normal, it also had a thin layer of sweat covering it.

I frowned, "Where does it hurt in your stomach?" I needed to know if it was the upper or lower area so we could tell what caused it.

"I don't know," He whispered drowsily. "I'm just really nauseous- over here I guess," He pressed against his upper area. That can't be from the cake.

"Here," I whispered, handing him the heating pad. "hold this against your stomach and wrap it around your waist, it helps reduce nausea."

He nodded his head and did as I said. Blake walked into the room a minute later and I swiveled my head so I could see his face. My heart sank when I saw the sudden expression that hit his face when he saw Cole's pale face.

He rushed over to us and put the glass of water and pack of Alka Seltzer that was in his hand on the coffee table. "What's going on?"

"He's nauseous," I whispered.

Blake's eyebrows pinched, "That doesn't just look like nausea, are you sure? Cole, what did you eat?" He sounded really worried.

"Nothing- some fruits, the cake, and a sandwich- it doesn't hurt from there though, I just feel li-" he couldn't continue what he wanted to say before he started gagging. Blake was really quick to grab the trashcan and place it underneath Cole before he started getting sick over the bin.

I winced when I heard him painfully gag and spill the contents of his stomach in the bin. I stood up and rushed to the bathroom to grab a few towels for him and wet one of them to place it over his forehead.

I heard him lazily cough from the living room and I was about to walk back in there when I remembered that he mentioned something about his head hurting and I walked to the kitchen to grab some Advil.

A few seconds passed and Cole's coughs had stopped and only the quiet sound of the boys exchanging a few words was heard. I made my way to the living room and stopped in the middle of the room when I took a look at Cole's face and saw that it was quickly going back to normal.

A confused expression formed on my face and I walked back to them and crouched down in front of Cole, besides Blake. Cole sat up and I handed him a small towel so he could wipe his mouth and face. "How are you feeling?"

"Way fucking better," He breathed. I guess vomiting helped. "Head still hurts though,"

I gave him the Advil and Blake passed him a glass of water, I stole a glimpse at Blake and saw that he was still staring worriedly at Cole. A single bead of sweat was rolling down his forehead. It looked like he was internally having some kind of war going on in his head but he was trying to hide it.

Cole swallowed the pill with the water and set the down before wiping his face with the wet towel. "Sorry," he said.

"Shut up," Blake said. "You sure you okay?"

Cole wore his big smile and nodded his head before clutching it and groaning. He stood up and held the plastic bag that was over the bin that had his sick in it and held it up. "Where are you going?"

"Washing my mouth, taking a shit, and getting rid of the bag of chunkage." He nodded his head at the bag in his hand which contained his "chunkage" in it.

Blake looked at him for a few seconds, still silent, and I nodded my head. We both watched as he left the room looking like he was feeling fine.

"That was weird," I muttered to myself and I saw Blake nod from my peripheral vision.

He then stood up and started walking toward the hallway. "Where are you going?" I asked him.

"I need to che- nothing- I'll be back." He rushed to Cole's room.

I eyed where he was standing for a minute with a confused look and started hearing the distant sound of the boys' talking from Cole's room, I couldn't tell what they were saying though. I stood up from crouching down and looked around the room.

I saw that a few pillows were scattered around untidily and I tidied up the room and fixed everything before I heard the sound of the boys' footsteps approach from the hallway. I looked behind me and saw Cole looking well and way better than half an hour ago and I felt... relief? wash over me.

I made eye contact with Blake and he locked me into his gaze once again. His deep eyes burnt holes into mine and I held myself back from biting my lip at the intensity of his stare. A warm feeling rushed from my toes to the top of my head when I saw him give me a barely visible small smile and I, for the zillionth time, was reminded of how gorgeous Blake Evans is.

I averted my gaze from him when I started feeling the familiar heat rush to my cheeks and I looked down at Cole who was now sitting on the floor, in front of the coffee table, opening a box that was full of what looked like... beads and thread?

"What are those for?" I asked him while Blake placed a laptop on the coffee table in front of the box and sat down on the other side, opening the laptop and typing in his password. "We're making bracelets with Lizzie," Blake answered before Cole could.

I looked at Cole and he nodded his head happily, "We promised her we'd do it with her to celebrate my birthday and New Year's Eve." He laughed. "Who would've known, us making homemade bracelets with a cute three-year-old instead of getting shitfaced in some party..."

I internally awwed before I thought back to what he had said again- Oh my god! I totally didn't think of how today is the last day of 2019!

"Honestly... I don't fucking mind it, like at all," Blake said as he typed a few words on the laptop and pressed a button.

"Mhmm... neither do I," Cole said and patted the spot next to him. "Sit down Ollie- wanna make them with us?"

"Yeah- sure, I guess," I said and walked to the spot on the ground that Cole was patting.

I took a look at Blake before making move to sit down and I saw him eyeing the spot next to Cole. He was sitting at the other side of the table, to the right side of Cole, while Cole patted the seat to his left, which was on his side of the table since it was longer than Blake's and it fits two.

Blake looked up at me with an unreadable expression and then back at the spot that was far away from him before quickly looking away with a slightly sad expression and clicking the right button on his laptop. He looked like a child who was denied candy.

I nibbled on my lip and held back a frown at his expression and I eyed the place in between Cole and Blake. It was the corner of the table and it was close to both of them. I took a few steps to that side instead and Blake tried to look discreet as he stole a glimpse at me.

I sat down beside them both- closer to Blake, and I held back a smile when I saw him smile adorably from my peripheral vision. Was he happy that I chose to sit beside him instead of far away?

Nah, it's probably something that caught his eye on the laptop's screen or something.

"Are you calling her?" Cole asked Blake.

Blake shook his head and clicked a few more clicks on the laptop's touchpad before we started hearing Facetimes's "ringing" noise.

"It's eight, I don't think she's asleep yet- she usually sleeps at ten and we agreed we'd call at this time so the nanny should answer now," Cole informed us.

"The nanny?" I asked. "Is she stuck with them in lockdown?"

"Yea- wait no; it was her decision to stay in lockdown and my parents pay her extra. The iPad is almost always with her so we could make sure Lizzie doesn't use it without anyone knowing. She leaves Lizzie alone when she's in a call with either me or Blake, though. "He said right before the ringing sound stopped and a voice boomed from the computer.

"HEWWOO!"

♛

"Did she brush her teeth?" Cole asked the nanny after she took the iPad from Lizzie's sleeping figure. We spent about an hour and a half making bracelets with Lizzie and instructing her on how to do every step before she started falling asleep. The nanny came in seconds later and tucked Lizzie to bed.

"Yes," the nanny answered. "She was all ready for bed before you called her, dear."

Cole nodded his head and gave her a smile and thanked her politely before hanging up and looking at us. "I didn't get to do mine..." He frowned, looking down at his unmade bracelet.

I looked down at Blake's and saw that he didn't get the chance to finish his, same as me; we were too distracted by the blonde cutie on the screen and helping her do hers. We all got to do one together though since we had to instruct Lizzie while making it in front of the screen.

"I didn't get to finish mine... we can keep going since this is fun as fuck- even though mine looks like shit," Blake shrugged. "I really wanna wear one though," He muttered to himself.

I looked at his unfinished bracelet again and laughed. Mine doesn't look any better though. My bracelet had different colors of threads and childish beads on it, it looked like it belonged to a child.

It was fun to make though, so I would like to finish it. Cole looked at Blake's bracelet, which was in Blake's hands, and held back a snortle. "Yours doesn't look ba-" the bracelet's beads flew all over the place and the thread broke after Blake slightly tugged on it by accident.

Cole choked out a laugh and Blake just stared at his ruined bracelet. I bit my lip to suppress an ugly laugh and Blake shot his head towards me when he heard the small laugh that had escaped my lips before I bit them. He fake glared at me and I bit harder so I don't laugh at his pouty face.

His eyes traveled down to my lips and the glare instantly dropped. He stared at my lips for a second before I stopped biting them because I probably looked like a cringy frat boy doing that, and I looked down at my bracelet with a blush coloring my cheeks red.

Cole and I went back to making our bracelets while Blake just played some music on the laptop and watched us while humming to the music. His deep voice was soothing and it helped me concentrate on making the bracelet while Cole talked about random weird stuff.

"... Like what the fuck bro? Didn't they question how the fuck he discovered the white shit?"

"What white crap?" I asked Cole. I was kind of zoning out when he was talking earlier.

"Cow's milk- the first person to drink it... how'd he discover that? Shoved his mouth underneath the animal and started suckin-"

"Cole!"

"What? I'm serious. He or she probably had a thing for cows or something... why else would they be interested in its tits?"

"How did this topic even cross your mind?" I questioned.

I heard Blake chuckle deeply and attractively from beside me, "He's Cole Anderson, Leprotto, everything crosses his mind except the solution to a calculus problem..."

Cole gasped. "You fucker."

"Am I wrong though?" Blake rose a perfect eyebrow.

"Shut the fuck up," Cole grunted.

I chuckled and continued to make my bracelet while the two of them roasted the hell out of each other. About half an hour later, I tied my bracelet's ends together twice and held it up, staring at it. It looks like it's made of candy.

"You actually finished it?" Cole exclaimed as the two of them looked at it.

I nodded my head, "It looks childish." I laughed.

"Fuck no, that looks sexy as fuck." Blake said from beside me.

I turned to him with a smile, "You want it, then?" I said that as a joke because I thought he was kidding when he complimented it.

He smiled back at me, "For real?"

I nodded my head. "Fuck yeah," He answered and took it from me, looking down at it.

Cole whined, "I want it t-"

"Fuck off," Blake cut him off as he wrapped the bracelet around his veiny wrist.

"Cunt," I heard Cole curse under his breath the same second we all received a notification on our devices.

I pulled out my phone the same time the boys pulled out theirs and I groaned when I saw that it was from the "news" app.

Online schooling is scheduled to start on January 2nd.

After tomorrow.

I'm guessing Cole read the notification too... "FUCK NOOOOOO! FUCKING FUCK FUCK SHIT NO FUCK..." He went on.

......................................

I took my sleeping pills after coming back from the bathroom and lied down on my bed. Blake, Cole, and I had spent more time in the living room doing nothing but laughing our asses off at random stuff and I decided it was time for me to hit the sack when I felt my eyes get droopy.

I snuggled further into the sheets and my mind went back to the events of today, the thought of the gorgeous brunet whose deep voice could still be heard coming from the living room crossed my mind and I blushed, remembering how the tension was between us today.

We held each other's gazes multiple times and I would melt the same each and every single time. Every second I make eye contact with him, I'm reminded of last night.

I kissed Blake.

Holy freaking shiz I KISSED BLAKE.

I still can't believe that actually happened.

It all seems like one bigass weird dream. A really good bigass weird dream, though.

I shifted a bit in my spot and a huge smile suddenly made its way to my face.

"Do you know how fucking long I've waited for this?"