Chapter 31

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》》》》》》》2 Years》》》》》》》
--------------------Jamie's POV------------------
     "Hey, cutie," Brendon said, wrapping his arms around my waist when he walked into my front door.

     "Hey, Urine," I responded, turning around to wrap my hands around his neck.

     He gave me a quick peck on the lips before speaking again. "Aye! I told you not to call me that," he told me pouting his bottom lip.

     "I'm sorry," I said as he loosened his arms. "Urine!" I shouted before running away from him into my backyard.

     "You're going to regret that!" He shouted back as he chased after me.

     When I got outside, I decided to lay down on the grassy ground. I made sure that there wasn't any dog poop on the spot I wanted and sat. I looked up and Brendon was standing at the door frame. I quickly layed on my back and waited.

     "Really?" he asked staring down at me.

     "Yes," I answered smirking while closing my eyes.

     "Damn it, Jamie," he starts as he lays down next to me, "You take the fun out of everything."

     I quickly turned on my side and faced him. He had a smug look on his face which made me slap his arm. "You butthole."

     "Ouch, I am wounded."

     "Oh boo hoo. Cry me a river."

     He quickly puts one of his legs over me and straddles my waist. He gives me a devious smirk which makes we worried as to what he's planning to do.

     "Bren? What are you doing?" I ask him getting worried.

     He says nothing but slowly lowers himself closer to me. Just when our noses touch he immediately sits up and starts tickling my sides making me squirm beneath him.

     "Stop!" I shout trying to breathe.

     "No," he tells me while he's giggling above me.

     "Please! I can't breathe!"

     "Say that you'll never call me 'Urine' again!"

     "Fine! I'll never call you 'Urine' again!" I cried, but he didn't stop.

     "And say that I'm the boob master."

     "What the fuck, Brendon!"

     "Say it!" he tells me continuing to tickle me.

     "Jesus, you're the boob master!"

     "Yay!" he exclaims before grabbing my face and peppered kisses all around my face before he finally kissed my lips. He got off of me layed down next to me. He pulled me closer to him so that he could rest his chin on top of my head. We stayed still for a couple of minutes before I broke the silence.

     "What time's the double date?" I asked him.

     "Seven," he told me.

     "What time are you heading back to work?"

     "I think in about ten minutes."

     "Are you going to have enough time to change and stuff?"

     "I just need to change my shirt. Can you bring me one when I come back to pick you up?"

     "Yeah."

     "I love you," he tells me which makes me look up at him to see that he was already looking at me.

     "I love you, too," I respond.

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