(PETE’S POV)
I am still trying to open my eyes when there is a heavy knock on my door.
I groan wriggling In the sheets. I starred at my clock. It’s 7.06 am.
Who exactly is trying to wake me up by this time? And what for?
I turn over to my side and place the pillow on my head to block out any more sounds with the intention of ignoring whoever it is.
But the knock comes more loudly and shortly after while I am murmuring and complaining to myself, the door swings open.
I raise myself slowly from the bed and I am met with Larry Wilson eating a bagel and staring at me.
‘What are you doing still in bed, bro?’ Larry asks still eating. ‘I have been calling you since 5 this morning.’
How annoying can Larry be? He is the one who made me go out stalking his sister last night and now he is he
