ch 17: No, mom first

Marco's pov

I felt my arm hurting me, so I opened my eyes when I was surprised by Peter sleeping next to me peacefully. I looked at his innocent face. Ohh I don't want to wake him up; he had a bad night yesterday, so I grabbed my phone from my nightstand and checked my email. Luckily, I'm left-handed.

A few minutes later, he started moving, then he rubbed his eyes with his fist and finally opened them. " Good morning." He said smiling

I looked at him sternly and I said with a tone filled with hatred, " What are you doing in my bed?"

" Y-You said that I can s-sleep here." He stuttered,

I hate when he stutter

" What a silly thing! It's in hell. Anyway get up, dork. " I said, pushing him lightly

He gets out of the bed and looked at me

" Really? You didn't remember?" He asked with a low tone

I ignored him and went to the bathroom. " Get ready, you have school today."

" I will." He rushed to his room

I guess he got upset... Who cares, Marco! Eh!

I prepared breakfast, he came down and ate a