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I knock gently on Damian's window. No answer.

I knock again,and once again. No answer. I knock once more,but yet again. No answer. I open the window and climb into the room. I look around a bit. I walk to the bed,and saw Damian, sleeping. I rolled my eyes,and walked to the side he was asleep on, and shook him a bit.

"Hey Dipshit, time to wake up so we can go to hell." I said trying to wake him up, but nothing. I try again, but all her did was move a bit. There was only one way to do this. I got on the bed, and sat on his stomach. I put my hand up to slap him, and sighed.

"Sorry Damian. This is the only way." Even though I'm fully aware that I could wake him up with other tactics,but I'm in a 'slap your best friend in the face' type of mood today. I brought my hand down in full speed, but it was stopped. I felt his hand around my wrist.

Before I could react I was pinned to the bed. I look up at Damian,pretty shocked,and trying to process something.

So dear readers apparently Damian can be woken up by window taps, or being shook, but if you're about to slap him then yeah he will wake up. Writer Chan is just...amazing. using logic all the time ya know. Well back to the story.

"Y/n what the hell are you doing in my room!?" He asked in a shocked tone. I look up at him, and give him the 'Are you really that fucking stupid?' look.

"We have school today dumbass. It's Friday so you can go through one more day. " I explained. This boy with the spiky hair glared at me, and lied back down. I feel his arms wrap around my waist,and him nuzzle my back. My face started to heat up a bit.

"I don't want to go to school." He said in a childish voice. I roll my eyes can try to move his hands, but he was to strong. I tried again, but no.

"But we have to go. My.... mom will kill me of I don't go." He was already asleep. I try to get out of his bear like grip, but no. Not today.