*Laf's POV*

"She fell asleep when?" Herc asked, looking at Aaron, who was stood with us in (Y/N)'s room.

"Nine."

"It's two PM now? That's like seventeen hours?" Alex piped up.

"Sorry did I say nine? I meant the ninth." Aaron corrected himself.

"Merde mon ami, it's the thirteenth! She's been asleep for four days! That's how long she's been back!" I exclaimed. "Are you sure she's not in a coma?"

"Nope. I tried to wake her up yesterday and she did for two seconds to slap me and, direct quote - piss the fuck off and let her wallow in self pity."

"Oh my god." Alex sighed, cracking his knuckles and jumping straight onto (Y/N). "Wake the fuck up bitch!" He screamed in her ear.

The girl groaned and shoved him off her bed, sitting up and rubbing her eyes. She didn't say anything just folded her arms and looked ahead.

Despite all the sleep she still looked tired. The only thing that brought a smile to her was when Hercules walked in with Jag, setting her on the bed. I didn't even notice he left the room.

The black kitten saw the girl and perked her ears, bounding over to her like a baby deer (my cat actually runs like that and it's the cutest thing ever) and rubbing against her owner.

"She's been pining for you ya know." John smiled, sitting beside our friend as she cuddled the small, purring creature.

"Hmm, I missed her too." She sighed, rubbing the kitten's tummy.

"Surprised she's cheering you up considering who you got her with." Alex said, making me and John glare at him. "What?" He shrugged.

"You three," I pointed to Hercules, Aaron and Alexander.

"Out." John ordered. The three rolled their eyes and left, leaving us to talk to (Y/N).

He picked up her phone and scrolled through Instagram.

"So the shoot went well?" John asked, peering over our friend's shoulder.

"I guess." She mumbled.

"What happened? You and Thomas were getting on really well." I pointed out. The girl sighed.

"That's the problem."

Me and John exchanged a look.

"Elaborate?"

"We were getting on really well and when we got there, Sally his... ex I guess, was there too. I caught them making out."

"Oh honey." John pulled her into a hug.

"Did you get a chance to tell him how you feel?" I asked.

"What? I-"

"(Y/N), I see how you look at my cousin." I gave her the look that said she couldn't fool me.

"I did. In fact I did more than tell him." She confessed quietly.

"You kissed him?" John asked.

"Well... yes,"

"Oh my god! You, you did the thing!" I jumped up and pointed at my friend who by now had her face in John's chest. "And he did that with Sally after? Oh he's a dead man walking!"

"You slept with Jefferson?!" Alex yelled, bursting back into the room.

"Tell a bit louder, the neighbourhood didn't quite hear you." She said sarcasm dripping from her tired voice.

"You've barely liked him for two months!"

The girl gave a sigh again. "I need to do something." She decided.

"Do what you normally do in these circumstances." Hercules suggested.

"What's that?" She asked, slightly confused.

"Pick up a pen and a microphone silly." Alex passed the (Y/H/C) a note pad and pen.

"Alex it's not that easy, she needs some more inspiration than her anger." John said. (Y/N) stood up and walked to her closet opening it and looking inside.

"And I have the perfect thing." She smiled slightly.