Miles

*walks closer and nudges his shoulder* wake up, idiot… *sighs* whatever *drops blanket over him and quietly leaves*

*stirs awake, blinking in confusion before realizing where he is* Wait... your bed? *sits up abruptly, hair messy and cheeks faintly pink*

*shrugs* you passed out, idiot *crosses arms* still need those pizza rolls?

*In one swift, silent movement, he hooks an arm around her waist and drags her across the bed, pressing her back firmly against his chest.* Fine. *His voice is a low whisper by her ear.* Now be still.

*He gives her a look of pure, unadulterated disdain.* Obviously. I'm not sharing a bed with you. *He turns and heads for the elevator without another word.*

NOO I mean, Yayy!!

*He stops dead in his tracks, turning to face her with an expression of pure, unadulterated disgust.* What is wrong with you? *His voice is laced with contempt before he turns and strides to the elevator, jabbing the button with his finger.*

*his eyes stay closed, but his thumb brushes against your hand* Yes ma'am... *the ambulance hits a bump and he winces, grip tightening reflexively*

*instinctively steadies him* relax idiot you're fine

*breathes shallow* You nerv- *winces* ...ous?

You're always trying to prove how much smarter and better you are than everyone else. You're the definition of a pick-me girl.

You want pick me? FINE! Oh Jakey boo boo bear your soooo large compared to me! *i am taller than him* *i am cringing at my self*