I hopped over the couch and sat next to him. "Yo sleepyhead wake ya ass up." "Mmmmm." He annoys me sometimes. "Get uppp." "No." I hopped onto his stomach and he groaned a little, "I'll be sitting right here till you get up." I saw a slight grin go across his face, then he pulled me down to him. He kicked his pillow away and used me as a replacement, "Let's watch something." "Mk." I turned on Friday the thirteenth, and he put his hands around my waist, fuck he's hot.
"Let gooo." He lifted my shirt up and traced my torso with his hand, and whispered in my ear, "Or what?" Fuck, fuck, fuck! "Where's your friends?" "Probably in the kitchen." "I'm gonna go meet them." "But what about the movie?" "Oh I'll get popcorn too." He paused it and I got up, when I got in the kitchen there was six of em. "Oh you again! Why're you here exactly?" "Finna watch a movie with the dumbass in the living room." "Ohhhhhh."
He smirked, confusing as fuckkk. "What?" "You could just say you guys are gonna fuck." I blushed, "I didn't mean that! I'm literally watching Friday the thirteenth." "Oh, so you two don't fuck?" "Nope, but he's extremely gay." "You talking about me?" "N-no." One of them mumbled. I nodded and said, "Yup, ya gonna cry about it?" He grabbed my chin and said, "I just might." "Are you sure you two don't fuck?" "Of course we fuck, like alllllll the time."
I scoffed, "Only in your dreams." He let go and reached over me, grabbing a pack of popcorn. "You said you'd make the popcorn, since you didn't you've gotta do something for me." "Sure, what is it?" "Well it wasn't a choice, darling. But I wanna make my ex jealous, and your cuter than her. So we're gonna go to her party, together, and you've gotta lie your way into annoying her." "Sure I'll go to a party with you, and I'll make sure she's jealous."
He frowned, "I don't need you input, I need you to get dressed." "In what?" "Clothes?" Clothes!? Bruh is he blind. "I'm wearing clothes." "No, like sexy clothes, you've got look fuckable." "You saying I'm not fuckable?" "No, no, no, your very fuckable. I'm just saying you dress like whitetrash." Bitch, WHAT?! "Damn, fuck you." His friends chuckled and left into the living room. Nick took the popcorn out the microwave, and we sat down on the couch.
He talked to his buddies while I pretended not to be scared of the movie. "Yo, go cuddle with your butch. He lookin scared." "I'm not Nick's bitch." "How'd you know I was talking about Nick?" Oh damn, shit he got me there. "Cause out of all you, I only talk to him." "You two are going on a date tomorrow, we're gonna set it up for you." "Mk, Kev I'll pick you up at like whatever time." "Okay?" Did I just get forced into a date?!?! "Now come here." "What for?"
"Cause I said so." "No thanks." "Mf get ya ass over here." "Oh hold up my mom's calling." I answered it and she yelled, "Where the fuck are you!?!?! I cook all this damn food and you not even home!?!?" "What? Well you could've told me-" "Shut up, get your ass down here now. And buy some alcohol, we gon get drunk!!!" "Yes ma'am, love you." "Sure you do, bye child." She ended, always so rude I swear. "Well I've gotta go, so I'll talk to you later."
"What'd she want?" "She cooked a bunch of food, then she has the audacity to yell at me for not being at MY house when she came." "I'm hungry, so I'm coming too!" "Nope, she'd literally faint." "I know, I'm just to hot to handle." I snickered and the others suggested, "How about we all go?" "Sure kids, go get alot of alcohol." I went back to my house and not only was my mom here, so was my damn brothers! Fuck they not gonna be happy about some guest.
"Wassup bitches, and ma!" "Your late, and you don't have alcohol!" "Oh, I've got people coming over." Mason looked over at me, "What people." "Just the people across the road." Speak of the devil, they walked in and my siblings frowned, "You live next door to mobsters?" "Huh? You mean to tell me, richie rich is a mobster?" Nick gave me an awkward smile, "So about thattt." "Hush little boy, ion got time for this." After we all ate and got drunk he ended up throwing another party, after my family left of course.
Fuck he could've told me his was in the mafia! I mean I would be scared a little, but damn I deserve to know!
