~Brianna's pov~ (next day)
I was at Jaime's house and putting all my clothes into the guest bedroom dresser. I turned on my iPhone and All Time Low started playing. I danced around a little as I organized all my clothes. I finished that then hung up some of my posters including the PTV ones, Jaime would just have to deal with his face every time he walked into my room. I put my little pillow on the already made bed. Then I smelt food coming from downstairs. I walked down to see a pizza box on the counter and Jaime with his head shoved in the fridge.
"Did you lose something in there?" I asked, laughing.
"Nope," he pulled away setting out iced tea and soda knowing that I didn't like the bubbles of soda.
We sat at the table and I took a slice while he took 2. We talked and goofed around until he turned serious, "there's a set of monitors in your room so I can hear just in case you flip out or anything at night."
"Okay," I nodded quietly.
"And...if you want to you can sleep with me," he kinda mumbled that and blushed a little.
I smirked and nodded while he shoved another slice into his mouth.
"Let's watch a movie," I suggested as we threw out the plates and I ran to the living room. Jaime picked me up and I squealed, lightly fighting against him. He jumped on the couch and pulled me into his lap, making me blush slightly. He turned on tv and Star Wars was playing. "Aww where's Tony?"
We laughed and then flipped through the channels finding a disney show to laugh at. But after an hour my head kept rolling back and almost hitting Jaime then I would jerk it up again. "Hey if you're tired go to sleep. I'm starting to get tired too," he whispered.
"I barely understood I was so tired so I just nodded, pushed myself off and stumbled to the stairs with Jaime trailing behind me. I tripped on only the first step, making Jaime laugh and pick me up again, I fell asleep in his arms halfway up.

~Jaime's pov~
As we were laughing at all the stupid shows I noticed Brianna starting to lean back a tiny bit and then pop back up. After a little while I realized she was falling asleep and whispered to her, "hey...if you're tired go to sleep. I'm starting to get tired too." She nodded and lifted herself up and shuffled over to the stairs, I followed. She couldn't even lift her foot up enough and tripped up the first step so I picked her up, laughing. About halfway up I noticed her get a little heavier and limp and saw that she had fallen asleep so I had to push open the door to her room with my foot. I placed her on the bed, pulled the blanket over her and went to bed.