Brandon
I went back to my room, with a smile on my face. However, when I entered inside, the smile faded immediately and I frowned when I saw Dennis sleeping on my bed.
"No, you don't!" I cried out, ran to him and pushed him down.
"Oww!" He moaned, holding his hurting back and waist. "What was that for?" He asked turning to me but when he saw my angry face, he quickly smiled nervously.
"Are you back?" He asked, standing up.
"Yes, I'm back and what was that for by the way?" I asked. He chuckled, scratching the back of his head.
"What do you mean?" He asked, and I rolled my eyes.
"Why are you laying on my bed?" I asked, folding my arms.
"I thought you said we shall sleep together on the same bed" He said, and I scoffed.
"That was because I thought Rachel was going to sleep with us"
