The next morning I woke up somewhat sore but nothing compared to yesterday. I really didn’t even want to think about it. I felt so humiliated for crying like that. Brad has seen me cry only a few times but nothing like yesterday. I could count how many times I cried in front of him, most of those times were because of movies the other was a fight we had gotten into.

I turned to my side and checked Brad’s alarm clock and yawned noticing we had slept in quiet late. It was almost 1 in the morning. I knew he felt me move since he tiredly wrapped an arm around my waist and yawned.

“What time is it?” He said somewhat muffled but mostly tired.

“It’s almost one.” I turned over to face him and kissed his forehead then rested my head on his shoulder.

“Damn we went to bed at eleven. We weren’t even out that late.” He groaned slightly and pulled me slightly closer.

“I was pretty tired last night.” I shrugged slightly and got up out of bed messing with the amount of hair that had came out of my bun and sighed.

“I was tired too, but not tired enough to sleep in till one.” He looked over at me and watched slightly.

“I don’t know I might have been.” I shrugged looking over at him then grabbed my bag setting it on the bed and pulling out a change of clothes for the day.
“Want to join me for a shower?”

“Yeah I could probably go for one. Unless you want to hit the gym before we get something to eat.” He looked over at me raising an eyebrow running his hand through his sexy bed head.

“No I was probably going to go on Sunday since I have my game Monday afternoon.” I looked over at him and shrugged leaving my clothes for the day on the bed and started putting my extra clothes in his closet.

“Sounds good to me. I might have to join you on that one actually. I can warm you up an hour before the game.” He shrugged and watched me.

“That would be lovely babe.” I smiled and leaned over putting my hand on his chest and brushed my lips against his and I felt his smile, but I broke away from him before he could start anything and finished with my things.

“Babe?” He raised an eyebrow at my words of choice and I laughed sitting on the bed looking at him.

“Do you even remember our conversation last night?” I laughed when he shook his head then fell back on the bed and looked at him.
“Well I disgusted the fact that I agree with you. I think we should be official.”

“You know I just wanted to hear you say that didn’t you?” He looked at me raising an eyebrow then I laughed and pushed him shaking my head and got up.

“”You could have just told me that!” I said and rolled my eyes grabbing my clothes off the bed and went over to the door unlocking it and looked back at him.
“Coming or am I going alone?”

“I’m coming. You don’t even know where anything is.” He got up and laughed guiding me to the bathroom and I walked in and was somewhat disgusted. In the light I was now noticing how much of a college guys apartment it looked like.

The toilet was somehow already disgusting not to mention the shower had bottles of empty Axe and any of his things. The floor seemed somewhat soggy to me not seeing a bath mat. It was littered with used raggy towels that the dorm would give us. Not to even mention the nasty things in the overflowing garbage can.

“No. I am not taking a shower till you take that fucking trash out and clean up the towels Brad.” I looked at him somewhat disgusted then watched for a second as he picked up the towels. I just walked out and into the living room which was also trashed aside from the spot on the couch where Callie was sitting.

“I made that boy go clean his fucking room. That shit smelt nasty.” She said and shook her head looking around I pushed a blanket off the new couch the guys had gotten and swept crumbs off the cushion as well before I sat.

“I made Brad clean the bathroom. This place needs a women’s touch.” I looked at her and then around the room and shook my head.

“Girl we need to shower then we need to get our asses to target.” Callie said and ran her hand through her hair then found a notebook and I watched as she started making out a to do list for the boys.

“We need them to throw those towels in the bathroom away.