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Dylan

I lifted my chin up over the couch, searching for Matt. I sat back down and loaded another dart into my small Nerf gun, I smirked and ran for the kitchen. As I passed by the hallway leading to the bath room and bed room Matt's shadow lead a trail up the uposing wall from the bathroom door. I stopped running and stood against the wall near the door way to the hall.

"Ohh MMATTYY!?" I yelled down the hall, I could hear a small click of Matt's Nerf gun, I smiled and poked my head around the door way. I instantly was met with a Nerf gun barel and Matt smirking.

"Got you." He shot me dead center of my forhead. I let out an 'omf' and smiled, shooting Matt in the stomach, giving me enough time to throw down my gun and lung from around the corner to Matt. I wrapped my arms around his waist and tugged him up and over my shoulder. I could hear him laugh and drop his gun, I smirked and headed down the hall to our bed room. Matt and I laughed loudly as I threw him on the bed, crawling on top of him. Our laughing died down and I ran my hand up his torso, under his shirt. He smiled and crained his neck to kiss me, I instantly kissed back, his hands wrapped themselves around me neck, pulling me deeper into the kiss.

Not a moment later a thud ran threw the house, I disconnected our kiss and looked behind me at the open door. Matt stiffened and let go of me, I stood as he layed propped up on his elbows.

"I'll be right back, stay here" I whispered, going over to the door, I peired out into the hall, a tall figure stood in the living room searching threw some the book shelf by the tv. I sucked in a breath and went back into the room, Matt sat at the edje of the bed with a worried expression. I lifted my finger to my lips and walked over to the bed side table. I grabbed the base ball bat sat propped up next to the stand, I grabbed it and began to walk back out to the living room. I held the bat high, aprocking the man with causion, i could hear him curse and grummble in fustration as he couldn't find anything of value to him.

I continud down the hall, finally getting to the end, stopping when the Nerf gun under my shoe made a snapping noise, alerting the man infront of me.

Matt

Snap no, please. click, this can't be happening. BANG Dylan, no. Slam DYLAN.

It was dead center of his forhead

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