Jace
"I wanna dance" Emma said and pulled me towards the dance floor.

We found our way to the middle of the dance floor and she started dancing immediately, grinning at me. Damn. That dress did her good.

She grabbed my hands, putting them on her waist and kept moving to the music.

I pulled her closer and she put her arms around my neck. I laughed at her and she frowned. "Why are you laughing."

"You're drunk" I say and she pouts.

"I'm not drunk. I just had one, two, three...." She counted on her fingers.

"Gallons?" I offered. Her eyes widened and she smacked my arm and I laughed again.

"Cups."

"Oh really? Three cups?" I asked and she rolled her eyes.

"Okay maybe more than that but I'm not drunk. I haven't fallen yet and have you seen my heels? Even a sober person would fall in them" she scoffs.

"I kinda like it. Goes with the dress, plus I don't have to bend to kiss you now, Shortie" I wink.

"Yeah yeah, whatever. My feet hurt" she complains.

She narrows her eyes and raises up her leg and pulls off her heel. "What are you.."

She repeats the same for her other leg and I laugh as she suddenly becomes shorter. She swings her arms over my shoulders, almost blinding me with her heels in the process.

"Try wearing heels" she mutters.

I chuckle and place a kiss on her lips. "Shortie."

She groans and hits my back with her heels. "I hate you."

"Nah, you love me" I say and her body tenses. Something flashes in her eyes and my smile drops.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing it's just... I didn't... Nothing, it's nothing" she shakes her head and I give her a look.

"Are you sure?" I know why she suddenly tensed but I'll like her to tell me herself.

She grabs a cup from a random guy's hand and downs the content. She throws the cup on the floor and her eyes glisten. "Yeah."

"If you wanted a drink you could have asked" I whisper against her ear and she shivers.

"I want a drink" she says and I smile.

"Let's get you a drink" I take her hand in mine and lead her to the kitchen.

I open the fridge and pull out a beer. I pour some into a cup and hand it to her and she smiles at me. "Thanks."

She sits on the counter and takes a sip of her drink. She stares at me and places her drink on the counter beside her.

She stretches out her hand to me. "Your phone."

"Why?" I ask but still pull my phone out of my pocket and hand it to her.

She bends her head and her face is highlighted by the fluorescent lighting of the screen.

"What nickname should I use?" She asks without raising her head.

"For what?"

"You changed your name on my phone. I wanted to do the same" she shrugs.

"Shortie" I offered and she glares at me but still changes it.

"But it doesn't mean I accept the fact you call me short" she huffs and hands me my phone.

"Wanna be the stereotypical couple making out in the kitchen?" I smirk.

"You're crazy" she slaps my arm and I fake hurt.

"I'm crazy because I want to make out with you in the kitchen?" I ask.

She raises her cup to her lips and stares at me over the rims. "Mh hm."

I open my mouth to say something but the noise coming from the living room stops me. "What's going on in there?"

"Let's find out" Emma jumps down from the counter and leads the way to the living room.

I walk into the living room and my jaw drops at the sight in front of me.

Emma's eyes widen as she grabs my arm. "Are they chanting...."

"Logan. Logan. Logan. Logan."

Logan was on the makeshift stage, totally drunk off his ass, trying to reenact a Magic Mike scene.

"Strip. Strip. Strip. Strip." The crowd chants.

I watch as my best friend grin widens and I sigh. "Oh you have got to be kidding me."

He peels off his shirt and throws into the crowd and a mob of girls fight over it. He grins and makes kissing gestures to the crowd. He slips off his jeans tripping in the process and falling flat on his face.

Emma gasps and her hands fly to cover her mouth. "Oh my God!"

The crowd goes silent waiting for him to stand up and when he doesn't they go back to what they were they were doing.

"Go get him" Emma shoves me and I sigh.

I quickly make my way to the stage and pry some girl off him. I slap him hard but he barely shifts.

I groan and lift him off the floor throwing him over my shoulder. "If you dare throw up on me....."

I carefully make my way down the stage and to Emma who's looking at worriedly.

"Is he okay?" She asks and I nod.

"We should get him home" I say and shift him on my shoulder. The damn dude weighed a ton. "Let's go."

I push my way through the grinding bodies and eventually make it outside. I drop him on the sidewalk and sigh in relief, stretching.

"God Jace, he's a human being not a sack of potatoes!" She yells and bends over to check on the drooling idiot.

"It's not like he felt it" I mumble. "Anyways I parked down the street and I can't carry him all the way there so I'm going to bring the car around."

"Okay" Emma nods and I hurry over to my car.

I get in and turn on the ignition, then drive to Emma. I leave the car and walk over to the sidewalk and pick up Logan. Emma opens the door and I place him at the backseat, praying he doesn't throw up in my car.

Emma and I get into the car and I drive off. She sent someone a text and kept her phone in her bag.

"Just sent Kim a text that I left. I wouldn't want her looking for me" she says and I nod.

We fall into a comfortable silence which is broken by her. "He's gonna wake up with a massive hangover."

I chuckle, shaking my head. "No way."

She turns her head to me. "What do you mean?"

"Logan never gets hangovers. No matter how much he drinks, he never has a hangover. He says it's a gift from God because God knew he was born to party" I say and she laughs.

"Typical Logan" she says, tying her hair into a messy bun.

"Can you sleep over tonight?" I ask and she turns to me.

"You're literally driving to my house" she says and I shrug.

"Doesn't matter. Please?"

"Okay, why not?"

"Thanks ba--"

I'm cut off by the sound of my best friend puking and the awful smell that fills the air.

"You crazy sonafabitch!"

Emma
I groan and roll over as sunlight hits my face. Go away sun, nobody likes you.

I feel someone's arms around me and I smile, prying open my eyes and I come face to face with Jace.

I stretch my neck to plant a kiss on his lips and he shifts. His eyes open and I'm surprised by how bright they are.

"Was that my good morning kiss?" He frowns. "Come on you could do better that that."

"I don't know about that when Jace junior seems to be awake" I smirk.

"Yeah, it's a morning thing" his eyes twinkle.

"Ah."

"I could lay here with you all day" he says.

"Yeah" I drawl.

I sit up straight and straddle him and he raises an eyebrow at me. "What are you doing?"

I ignore him and trace shapes on his chest. He grabs my hands and pulls me closer to him.

"I advice you to get off me now if you want to leave this room" he says huskily.

"Who said I wanted to leave?"

He grins and flips us over so he's hovering over me and connects our lips. My hands automatically find my way around his neck.

He grips my thighs and wraps them around his waist, grinding down on me. I moan and he grins. Idiot.

He pulls back and stares at me. "I love you" he says, his eyes glistening. "I'll never get tired of saying it and I don't care if you ever say it back or not because your eyes tell me you do."

I keep staring at him, battling with myself internally. "I'm going to shower, care to join me?" He smirks.

I roll my eyes and push him off me. "Get off me, you big oaf."

"You weren't saying that a few minutes ago" he says.

I swing my legs over the bed and stand up. "And I'm showering first."

He smacks my butt as I walk to his bathroom. We gasp and turn around, glaring at me.

"Oaf!" I yell before I walk into the bathroom and slam the door.

I brush my teeth with the spare toothbrush Jace kept for me anytime I sleep over and shower quickly. I walk out of the bathroom with a towel tied around my body.

Jace looks up from his phone and his eyes roam up and down my body. "Woah."

"Eyes up here, lover boy" I point to my face.

"I'm gonna need a cold shower" he mumbles.

"You don't say" I gesture to his little friend who seems a bit excited.

He grabs a pillow and places it over his crotch. "Make that an ice bath."

I roll my eyes and walk to his closet. "Shut up."

I pick out a pair of grey sweatpants and a plain white shirt. I walk out of the closet, tying my hair in a ponytail.

He pulls his shirt over his head and throws it on the floor. I cluck my tongue and walk over to him and pick up the shirt.

"That's not very sanitary" I say and he rolls his eyes.

"You can keep it" he gestures to the dirty shirt. "So you can smell it or whatever whenever you're lonely."

"I don't do that."

"Or you could wear it" he offers and I raise an eyebrow, gesturing to my shirt. "I want you to wear it."

I sigh and pull the shirt over my head, exposing my white bra and I hear him suck in a quick breath and quickly pull the dirty shirt over my head. "Better now?"

"Still need that shower" he grumbles.

I lean up to plant a kiss on his lips and the door burst open. "Wake up you crazy--"

Logan stops when his eyes land on us and he grins. Jace rolls his eyes and turns to his best friend. "What is wrong with you?"

"Nothing nothing. Continue" Logan says backing out of the room.

"Where do you think you're going?" Jace narrows his eyes at Logan.

"Um... downstairs?" Logan says, unsure.

"I had to carry your drunk ass yesterday and you threw up in my car. My freaking car!"

"So?"

Jace growls and moves towards Logan but I hold his arm. "Just forget it."

"I had to tell the driver to take my car to the car wash, you crazy idiot!"

"Geez, sorry don't get your girlfriend's panties in a bunch" Logan raises his hands in surrender.

Jace glares at him, then sighs and turns to me. "Well he's your best friend." I shrug.

He chuckles and scratches his neck. "Ain't that the truth."

"I'll leave you two lovebirds to continue" he says backing out of the room. "And use a condom."

"Logan!" Jace yells and my cheeks turn bright red.

"Never mind Logan. I was leaving too" I turn to Jace. "Hurry up."

"Let's go" I grab Logan's shirt and pull him out of the room, closing the door behind me.

We go to the kitchen and my stomach rumbles. "I'll make you breakfast."

"Thanks" I smile and he walks to the fridge and gets a few ingredients.

"What's the plan for today?" I ask as he grabs something from the pantry.

"Well, originally Jace and I were going to hang out with the guys and all but then Kim suggested that we go to Megaland because you were way too stressed out from the finals" he says and cracks an egg into the bowl.

I watch his movements and can't help but admire them. He looks so.. at home in the kitchen.

"I told Kim to meet us at Megaland at 11:30 and Jace is gonna make us late" he mumbled.

"How are things with Mia?" I blurt out. "I mean you guys wanted to do the whole long distance thing and Mia never told me what happened so.. what's up?"

"Oh nothing. We're not dating. I don't do long distance" he shrugs and I furrow my eyebrows.

"Are you--" I'm cut off by my phone ringing. I was getting a video call from someone.

I pick the call and Beck's face appears on my screen. "Beck! How are you?"

"I'm okay babe" he sighs and runs a hand through his hair.

"You okay?" I furrow my eyebrows.

"Yeah I'm in town to meet my boyfriend's parents and they went out to some event and I'm bored."

"Where's your boyfriend?" I question.

"At work."

"On Saturday?"

"I know right? That's what I said!"

"Well I was planning on going out today with the guys. Wanna come?"

Logan places a plate of food in front of me and I smile at him.

He gives me a look and sits across from me. "Who's that?"

"Beck, from Dormint" I say and he nods.

"Why are you saying my name and where I live?" He asks and I laugh.

"Say hi to Logan" I say and hand the phone to Logan. I shove a spoonful of eggs into my mouth and chew.

"Hey hot stuffs" I hear Beck call out and I chuckle.

"Um.. hi?

"You know I never forgot about you" Beck says in a low voice and I hold back my laughter at Logan's face.

"What?"

"Have you ever thought of swinging for the other team?" Beck asked. "Or both?"

"Well last time I checked..." Logan mumbled and gave me a look that screamed 'help!'

"Picture this: I'm on a beach, totally and completely butt na--"

I grab my phone from Logan who seems like he just saw a ghost. "You know what? I'll send you my address. Bye" I quickly hung up.

Logan looks up at me and shudders. "What sort of person is he?"

"Gay" I laugh.

Jace walks into the kitchen and pauses when he sees Logan's face. "Hey... Logan what's up? You look like you saw a ghost?"

"More like just got scarred for life" he mumbles.

Jace looks at me confused and I shrug. His eyes land on my plate and he frowns.

"Hey, where's mine?"

"I didn't make one for you" Logan simply says and blows his coffee before raising it to his lips.

Jace huffs and walks over to the pantry. "I guess I'll be having cereal then" he mumbles and pulls out a carton of Rice Krispies.

"So did you guys have sex yet?" Logan blurts out.

"Logan!"

Typical Logan. Hey lovelies. My updates seem to be on a roll now. I think I might update again this week.

I have nothing else to say so.....

Bye!