Shane Dawson Fanfic 4

Juliet's P.O.V:

I woke up to birds chirping and the sun's rays smiling on me. I opened my eyes fully, I am such a morning person... Sometimes, it depended If I had a good night's sleep or not, and Shane really was comfortable. I tried to strech but might have accidently slapped Shane in the face. Maybe I shouldn't hug someone when sleeping. However, it woke him right up. 'Ow... What the fuck Julie!?' Shand said angrily, frowning at me. 'Well GOOD MORNING SUNSHINE!' I shouted grinning. Shane then hit me with a cushion. I huffed at him. Then hit him back, even though he was faced away he hit me in the head. I narrowed my eyes IT WAS ON! I started to hit him continusly with the cushion, and soon he responded and we had an EPIC pillow (cushion) fight! In the end, Shane (who finally woke up) was on the floor feeling the power of my pillow fighting skills, while I kneeled sorta 'on' him (woah, that sounds weird) but it was like him lying down, laughing and swearing. With me almost sitting on his stomach. Then Shane grabbed the cushion from me and wrestled me like a wild cat, we rolled about trying to push each other over, laughing between. When suddenly I panted ' o-okay, I surrender! You-you win!' Then Shane (still grinning) rolled off me and next to me, holding my hand. 'GREAT! Now you have to do anything I say!' He said, punching the air in triumph. 'I never promised anything about slavery, right now I need coffee and to know what the time is!' I said standing up, then I offered my hand to Shane who took it and we both stumbled around a bit. 'Too bad, you owe me!' He said, walking towaords my kitchen.
'Okay fine, what do you want me to do?' I asked following him.
'Uh... Nothing much... Just to hang out today!' He said getting mugs and switching on my coffee machine. I looked at the time, 'Holy shit, did you know that it's 6am!' I said, still rubbing my eyes. 'Woah... I expected it to be like... 3pm' Shane said fiddling with my coffee machine.
'Oh crap! Crap crap crap shit shit shit shit SHIT!' I suddenly said, slapping my forehead.
Shane turned around, his hair was kinda messed up, but I guess it looked cute. 'What? You pregnent?' He asked, cracking a smile. I gave him my WTF look, then smiled.
'Nope... I have work today...'I said, looking upset.
'Awww, oh well. I guess I'll have to spend another day with ya...' Shane said trying to make it sound fine, but he looked kinda crushed.
'Wha- no. Because here's what we're gonna do! I am gonna go to work, YOU are gonna edit today, then when I get off work at 6pm, YOU are gonna pick me up and WE are gonna go hit a movie... Or a Taco Bell... Your choice.' I said, accepting my coffee from him. Shane really smiled when I said that. 'Really? You won't be tired or anything?' He said.
'Shane, I stand in front of a camera all day pretending to be sexy, then I change my outfit a ton of times and do it again and again. Then after getting dirty looks for eating a sandwich, I walk by the bathrooms and hear vomitting. I then walk back to the camera, still pretending. I won't be tired.' I said rolling my eyes.
'Oh PLEASE, you don't have to pretend!' Shane said winking at me as he drained the last of his coffee. I sorta smiled, but more blushed. I gave Shane a hug. He always knew what to say to make me feel better, and make me laugh. We maybe held the hug for too long, but whatever. I then kept hugging him all the way to the door where I finally let go and said goodbye. We waved at eachother and Shane walked to the lift, still waving, and clicked the G button. Then waved his final wave...