I blinked open my eyes to see John. I blinked a couple more times then pushed myself up and away from him. He was laying on his back, one of his arms wrapped around where I had been sleeping, the other hand had been on top of me, and was now laying on the blankets.

Holy British tea.

I slept with John.

I don't know what to think! I mean, I like him, but that was moving kind of fast. But then again, friends sleep together. It's not in a romantic way, we weren't making out or anything. I sighed and slipped off the bed, walking towards the window, preparing to leap back into my house.

"Bonjour," John said sleepily.

I smiled back at him. It was so hard to leave him right now, to go back into my room. I wanted to stay with him all morning.

"Bonjour," I smirked back at him, walking away from the window and sitting next to him.

John sat up, leaning straight against the backboard of the bed. He made grabby hands at me and I laughed, jumping back on the bed and sitting beside him. The bed made an annoying spring-breaking noise as I rolled into a nice position against the backboard.

"So-" I muttered. "Last night."

"Yeah," John hesitated, rubbing his arm. 

"We where just tired, ya know? I mean, friends can sleep with each other sometimes, right? It wasn't romantic or anything," I said quickly.

"Yeah," John repeated, looking up at the ceiling.

We both sat together quietly for a couple minutes. John looked extremely nervous, like he was about to do something. I decided to end this awkwardness and leave.

"I'm going to Eliza's house to get ready for the next scene," I slipped off the bed and walked towards the door.

"O-okay," John stuttered a bit. "I um..."

"What?" I asked, my hand on the doorknob.

"Nothing," John sighed.

"Okay, bye love y- Uh, bye John," I smiled at him, hoping he hadn't noticed my mistake.

And then I was out in the hallway, shutting the door behind me and walking towards the front door of the house.

"SOOOO," Came a familiar voice.

I turned around to see Eliza leaning against the front door.

"How did y-"

"When are you going to confess to John?" Eliza questioned.

"W-what? That's not going to happen. I don't like-like him, that's a rumor," I lied.

"Oh really?" Eliza took our her phone.

I was now looking at a picture of me- (somehow taken from an areal view? The heck?) -sleeping with John. Oh, my face looked so happy. I was smiling in my sleep, John wrapped around me and I was curled into a ball. John was drooling a bit onto the pillow, I blushed at the entire memory.

"Ooooh you are so in loveee," Eliza whispered into my ear.

"Shut up," I lightly shoved her away.

"LooOooOOoOOOoEvVVeEeeE," Eliza said hypnotically.

I sighed, grabbing one of John's jackets from the pantry because mine was at my house.

"And now you're wearing his jacket," Eliza teased.

I ignored her and pushed the door open, letting in a strong cold breeze. I had never felt the wind this strong before, the force almost knocked me over. The wind picked up snow from the ground and flung it into my eyes. I began to trudge through the snow, my pajama pants getting soaked.

"By the way, we aren't filming today because of the weather," Eliza called out. 

"Why'd you make me walk outside then? You could have told me before!" I complained, turning back around towards the door.

I ran back inside and slammed the door behind me. Well, really the wind slammed it. I took off the jacket and stumbled out of the pantry after hanging it back up.

"I'll make you some coffee," Eliza sighed.

"You better!" I hissed. "That was mean."

"And funny," Eliza pointed out.

"Right, making me walk outside into the cold and freeze my legs off for no reason is VERY funny," I said sarcastically.

Eliza walked away into the kitchen, while I walked back up towards John's room. A day off, huh? I don't think I've had a day off before. What should I do? The first thing that pops into my mind is obviously go up to John, together we would figure out what to do.

I knocked on his door, then a couple seconds later entered. He was sleeping again. I don't know how that is possible, how do you sleep in past 8AM? How do you fall back asleep after waking up??!! I walked towards towards him (But I am ushered away- sorry) I sat on the edge of his bed and fiddled around with my hair.

I almost fell off the bed in surprise as something grabbed me and I felt something else resting on my head. I looked up to see John, wrapped around my back with his chin on the top of my head. I blushed, although he didn't. He still looked asleep.

"John," I giggled.

"Hmph," He muttered, closing his eyes. "Good night."

I laughed and pushed him off me. He laughed sleepily and rolled around onto his stomach.

"You need coffee," I decided.

He didn't reply, so I assumed I was correct. Eliza came up with three cups of coffee, obviously she knew John well enough that he would need some. I managed to sit John up and make him drink his coffee, and now he was fully awake.

"BWB?" John suddenly asked, glancing at Eliza.

"YEEES!" Eliza screeches, standing up and dropping her empty mug of coffee she had been sucking on. 

"Whats BWB?" I asked innocently.

"Bootlegs with buddies!" John informed me.

"OOooOOOoOOooOOOo," I said.

"I'll open a Skype with the buddies," Eliza said, grabbing a thin laptop and opening it like a book.

-Eight hours later, brought to you by Bootlegs, the thing that saves everyone's lives-

"FOR FIVE MORE MINUTES, WE'RE SIX! WOAAAAAAAAAAAAAH WERE SIX, WOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH," Everyone screeched, even the other Schuylers sisters and Laf + Herc through the Skype call.

We finished Miranda, 21 Chump Street, Dear Evan Hansen and a couple Disney movies. Now that we where almost done with SIX, we would move on to Legally Blonde. Then all the others that we could think of.

Wow, that was a lot of time without moving from this bed. I decided I should probably be slightly healthy and force myself to go outside for a minute or two. That would make up for my missing 60 minutes of exercise, right? Yeah, sounded right.

I scooted off the bed, yawning and walking towards the pantry. I went inside, took out John's jacket again and put it on. It was way to big for me, but I didn't really care. It was just like my jacket, gray, except his had light gray streaks on every seam of the jacket. It also had fur on the hood.

I jumped into Eliza's boots because she brought them over and my feet where not going to fit into John's boots. Eliza's where just a bit big on me. I then put on a beanie and some thick winter gloves and set out into the snow.

The harsh wind was still blowing across the street and into my eyes, although it was much less intense. It was more bearable. The sun was beginning to set, as days where shorter in the winter so we got less sunlight. Everything was cast with a pink-orange glow.

I strolled down the street slowly, the lamp posts where lit so it added the effect of being in a small town. Of being back home, in my little neighborhood. With Caribou Coffee. 

"AlExXx?" I heard John call me.

I turned around to see him walking out with his spare jacket that was identical to the one I was wearing, so just in case his first one ripped or tore he could have an extra.

"Hi," I said as he reached my current position.

"What are you doing out here?" John asked in a fatherly way.

"Walking," I shrugged. "What about you?"

"I was just worried," Now it was John's turn to shrug.

I don't know why, but the thought of John worrying about me made my heart flutter. I was so helpless for this man.

We continued to wander the street together, eventually I found myself holding his hand. Me and him decided to take a break at a bench in front of all the fake business buildings across the street from our houses. I scooted up close to John, he was so warm.

"So... I've been meaning to tell you something," John began.

Deep breath. Deep breath. Deep breath. Okay. Nope. Deep breath. Deep breath. Okay? Yeah, alright. Is he going to ask me out? No, I mean, this is the most obvious time and place to do it but he doesn't like me, does he?  DEEP BREATH! 

"Yeah?" I asked innocently.

"Well um..." He shifted his feet in the snow. 

The wind howled in our ears and snow drifted around us as I stared into his eyes, it was so very dramatic.

"D-Do you want to go to a Caribou Coffee with me?" John asked nervously.

"YeSsSSsS," I screamed into the wind.

"It's a date?" John asked.

"I- um yeah," I confirmed.

DEEP BREATH! HOLY HEDGEHOGS! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! I'm going on a date with John Laurens. I'm going on a DATE with John LAURENS! I'M GOING ON A DATE WITH JOHN LAURENS! Deep breath- I think I'm going to pass out- deep breath...

Then I may or may not have fainted.