~ Chapter 7 ~

The phone ringing loudly on the table beside the bed woke Alan from his slumber, he slowly opened his eyes as the phone kept ringing. He grunted as he stretched out his hand to pick up the phone, but it stopped ringing the moment he took the phone and he grumbled.

He was about to toss the phone aside when it started ringing again, he looked at the caller ID and it was Mark and he immediately picked up the call "you better be dying" he said the moment he picked up the phone.

"I'm not, but I will be if you don't help" he rushed out, sounding out of breath "I asked Malia out and I don't know what I'm supposed to do"

Alan sighed in frustration and sat up on the bed "give me one reason why I shouldn't kill you right now" he grumbled on the phone and the line went quiet "you have only 10 seconds to speak"

"You shouldn't kill me because I finally grew the balls to ask Malia out on a da