Drunk Xander and Reasons

 

“Ellie, why do I love you?” Xander questioned as he started at the ceiling of my room while lying on my bed. I picked up my phone and lied down next to him on my bed.

“Because I am awesome.” I shrugged. He turned his face and looked at me while I stared at my phone’s screen. I haven’t gotten any texts from Gavin and I didn’t even see him much in school after our date. It was like he was avoiding me. “Stop staring like a creep, Xan!” I snapped at him without turning to him as he continued to stare at me silently.

“No, I don’t love you because you are awesome. That is Mason’s reason for loving you. What is my reason?” Xander replied. I turned my head to look at him. He was frowning at me.

“Is it because I am pretty?” I guessed as I smirked at him. He scowled at that and shook his head.

“That’s Damien’s reason.” he grumbled. I laughed as he pouted and glared at the ceiling in anger. Xander was drunk. And he was a cute drunk.

It was Friday night, so the boys and I had gon