CHAPTER 7: His Favorite Enemy

"Wake up." I poked Mason's cheek but he doesn't budge a bit. I'm tired and it's already 9 p.m. If he's still sleeping on my bed, I'm not going to sleep here.

"Mason." I poked again

"Mason." I said louder to his ears and he doesn't budge a bit.

"Mas-" Suddenly he pulled me and I lay beside him. He hold my arms and I froze

"Will you shut up, I'm trying to sleep here." He said

"It's 9 p.m and you need to go home." I said and he shook his head but still close his eyes

"Mason."

"What?"

"It's late and I'm tired." I tried to push him but it's useless. I sighed.

"I'll check on Michael-" I got up but he pulled me again so I lay beside him again

"Mason I'm tired."

"I know."

"Go home then."

"I was told to stay here with you and the devils." What?!?

"You've got to be kidding me, go to my brother's room then."

"Shut up." He put his hand on my mouth and I smacked it. I quickly got up and walked to Ashley's room. I walked inside and see Michael and Ashley sleep on the bed. Michael literally holding