General POV:

"Okay, yeah whatever. You guys can believe whatever sh!t's going through your head but I know what I see." Ethan said, smirking at the both of them.

"Uh, I think I'm gonna go to sleep now." Meg said, faking a yawn, attempting to change the subject, though it didn't work.

"Oh, don't try and change the subject Meg. It's smart of you to do that but it isn't gonna work on me, you know." Ethan said.

"Oh my gosh, have you seen the time? Well, like Meg said we need to go to sleep, I mean I need to go to sleep." Milo said, looking at his wrist.

"Uhm, you do realise that there isn't even a watch on your wrist right?" Meg corrected Milo.

"Uh, whatever. But there is a clock on the wall! See?"

"Fine, you two love birds can go to sleep but don't be too loud upstairs." Ethan joked.

"Shut up," Milo snapped back.

"What? No, I meant don't start talking up stairs and don't be too loud! Not the other meaning-"

"Wow, I can't believe I even though of that happening again..." Milo thought to himself, disgusted at the thought in his mind. "Me and Meg, alone upstairs..., oh what the heck man."

"Ew, Ethan! Alright, that's it. I'm off to bed." Meg said, pushing her chair away from the table.

"Same, I'm going too." Milo said, doing the same as Meg.

"Fine, I guess I'll come too." Ethan said, copying both of them too.

"What, is it because you're scared? Aw, Ethan, don't you have your Jessie-Bessie to snuggle up to with you?" Meg giggled, mocking his actions as if he were crying.

"Good Lord, I'm going to wring your neck-" Ethan leaped forwards towards Meg as he had had enough of her mocking him.

"Okay, woah. Let's all calm down before we go to sleep, yeah? I don't want anyone of going to bed with anger and violence or even worse, murder, still on their minds." Milo grabbed Ethan's wrists to stop his hands from forming into fists.

"Okay, bye Milo, good night!" Meg hugged Milo, causing Milo to instantly blush, his pale cheeks flushing a crimson colour.

"Ooh, la la!" Ethan said, in a sing-songy voice.

"Get lost, Ethan." Milo rolled his eyes as he watched Meg leave.

"Okay, chill. I was just joking, you know. Trying to enlighten the mood a little?"

"Okay, just go upstairs already."

"Okay, I'm going."

Milo was the last to turn off the lights and he quietly tiptoed up the stairs to try and not wake anyone up. He walked into Meg's room and saw nobody in there so he went into Ethan's room. The lights were off but surely enough, he was shocked when he opened the door. There, he saw Meg and Ethan both jumping on his bed, trying to hit each other with pillows.

"Okay, what on earth is happening right now? Meg, I thought you were tired and wanted to sleep! Now, I hear and see you guys messing about! Get to bed, honestly." Milo said, in the calmest and nicest way possible.

"Sorry, but Ethan started it and I just couldn't resist the thought of me smacking his head! Isn't  that right Ethan?"

"Shut up, you knew that I would win the pillow fight, I mean come on, it's obvious that I'm way better than you at like, pretty much everything."

"Alright, you guys have had your fun now go brush your teeth and go to sleep, it's like near midnight. Go." Milo said, pointing towards to door.

Meg sighed and put the pillows away. Milo put his hands on his hips and waited for Ethan to do the same. Milo was basically the most responsible out of them all, it made sense though. I mean he really was the oldest out of them all. Milo was a few months older than Ethan and he was obviously 2 years older than Meg.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Christmas? Go to sleep aswell and I swear I'm going to fall asleep quicker than you know it." Ethan said.

"Yeah right. More like, stay awake until 3:00 am talking to your sweet little girl friend of yours, and only then will you go to sleep."

"Whatever, you don't understand relationship problems."

"True, very true. But just go to sleep now! I'm tired of talking to you guys and if I carry on for a minute longer, I swear I'm going to fall asleep on the floor with my day time clothes still on."

"Okay, good night Milo."

"Finally," Milo mumbled, getting cosy in his bed.

Meanwhile, Meg got into her bed and was trying to fall asleep but she couldn't. All she could think about was how many awful things happened today. The Beach, Armand, The Make-Out sessions with both Milo and Armand. Oh god, when would these problems end? The things that had happened were stuck in her mind like a broke record, no matter how hard she tried to sleep and forget about them.

~TIMESKIP~

Sunlight filtered through their pale blinds and into their rooms, meaning this day had just begun.

"Oh great, another sh!tty day." Meg thought to herself as she tied up her hair.

Grabbing the hair tie from her desk, she jumped up in shock. Her phone began buzzing.

"Huh, who could that be?"

She checked her phone and jumped up, though this time it was of excitement. She read the contact number and it read, "Armie <3". She smiled and was about to answer the phone but she stopped. She thought she could hear a voice from below her, calling her name. She sighed and opened the door to her bedroom and looked down the stairs.

"Meg, Meg." Ethan called out from downstairs.

"Yes, Ethan?" Meg shouted, hearing her own echo.

"Are you up yet?" Ethan asked, dumbly.

"Well no, I'm still asleep, WHAT DOES IT LOOK LIKE I'M DOING RIGHT NOW?" Meg snapped back.

"Okay, calm down. Breakfast will be done in 5 minutes so you better hurry up alright?"

"Okay, got it. By the way, is Milo even up?" Meg asked.

"Yes he is. Why do you ask?" Ethan said, wiggling his eye brows.

"Just, your curtains aren't even opened yet and I thought that he was still in there." Meg said.

"Shoot, I forgot, uh can you do them for me." Ethan pleaded with her.

"Ugh, you and your inner lazy ass." She rolled her eyes and hesitantly went to his room.

Milo was shirtless in the room and it reminded Meg of the incident that happened yesterday, when they were about to go the beach and she saw him shirtless.

"Oh god, not this again."

"Hey, uh, Meg. Do you mind...?"

"Yeah, sure. I'm really sorry about this, blame it on Ethan, he's the one who told me to do open the curtains cause he was too lazy to do so."

"Oh okay, I'm not trying to be rude or anything but, uh, a guy needs his privacy."

"Yep, I get it. Also, I'm really sorry, again."

Meg left the room and was so embarrassed at the fact that this was the second time this had happened.

"What an idiot I am."

She walked back into her room and remembered that Armand had been calling her for the past 10 minutes. How could she forget? She quickly answered the phone without another minute to waste.

"Hey Armie, sorry I took so long. I was busy, but what's up?" Meg spoke, happily.

"What's up, is them guys. Yo, what's their problem, huh?" Armand spoke firmly, no emotions were identified.

Uh oh, now Armand is abt to spice things up now, creating more drama in the story! Anyways, I really hoped that you found this chapter interesting, please kindly vote and comment as I would love to hear your opinions and thoughts about it! <3

*Important Reminder: also remember to eat well, sleep well and stay hydrated. also luv urselves bc yall are like too good for this world!*