Still Grace's P.O.V.

His head snapped up from leaning on the doorframe, he held his hands up, "Fine, Okay, I'll come over there and get them, but if ANYONE, sees ANYTHING, then brace yourself gurl." He warned.

I watched as he looked around nervously, checking for any passers by, again he took a firm grip of the the top of his towel and began to march down the corridor towards me, I gripped his pyjamas tighter, I didn't run away, I didn't even move.

Eventually he approached, "I'm here, I've come to get them! Now can I please have them?!" He moaned.

"Have what?" I teased.

"Oh come on!" He half laughed.

In a flash his free hand shot up and gripped his pyjamas and tugged them, I tugged them back, "Let me have them!" He yelled as we both started to tug on them hard.

He pulled them extra hard, pulling me along with them, causing me to crash into his cold, hard chest, "Ouch! Hey!" I laughed.

He took the advantage and raised his arm, holding me in a head lock.

"Argh! Mike!" I screamed, trying to break free.

"Give them to me!" He shouted.

"No!" I refused.

"WHATS GOING...on?" A loud thundering voice interrupted our squabbling, we both stopped fighting and fell silent.

I peered up from the headlock to see John stood in the corridor.

"Ah!" A high pitched yelp came from Mike when he saw John, he released me from his grip and tried to hide himself behind me, I passed him his pyjamas back and began to crack up in hysterics!

Mikey tried to make himself as small as I was to prevent John from seeing his bare body, still laughing really hard I spread my arms out, giving him more protection.

John seemed amusingly puzzled, "Umm...Mike...wh-where are your clothes?"