The Bad Boy Calls Me Dork

Chapter Eight - Pillow fights & surfing

Chapter Eight - Pillow fights & surfing

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I couldn't be more grateful that it's the weekend. I feel lazy and tired. The sun shines through my curtains and I cover my eyes with he blanket.

I hear some muffled voices coming from outside my door. "Just upstairs and to the right dear." My mum shouts from downstairs. Who is she talking to? Obviously not my dad because he lives here so I think he knows where the bathroom is.

Suddenly my door opens with force, making me jump. The door closes and I hear footsteps heading towards me.

"Fuc-"

"What the hell?" I cut whoever walked in off.

"Sorry I thought this was the bathroom." Zac mutters.

"Well, as you can see this is actually my room. I'm trying to sleep if you don't mind."

I hear Zac chuckle, a low appealing chuckle. "It's 11:30 in the morning."

"So?" I say, my voice muffled by the pillow.

"Sooo... Time to get up!" He says pulling the blankets off me.

Oh no he didn't.

I growl at him before sitting up on my bed. I stand up and walk over to Zac, holding a pillow behind my back.

He looks confused for a second and I take that to my advantage. I whack his face with the pillow two times before jumping back onto my bed and pulling up the covers. I burst out laughing at his surprised expression.

"You don't know what you just started." He says, smirking. He picks up another pillow off my floor. I'm starting to regret having so many pillows just lying around, easily in reach of Zac.

I don't exactly know why I have so many, I guess a bed just isn't a bed without 20 pillows.

Before I can even think, Zac smashes the pillow onto my face and then again on my stomach.

One more time and I swear-

The pillow crashes on top of my head again and I jump out of bed with a scowl. Zac looks utterly terrified.

I shout the Tarzan war cry at him (don't ask me why because I have no idea) and he runs out of my room.

He is so not getting away that easily.

He slows to walk down the stairs and I leap onto him. Making him yelp in surprise. "Don't. Mess. With. Me. Parker." I say in between hitting him with my pillow numerous times.

He starts to laugh, also making me chuckle.

"What the hell are you doing?" I hear a voice from behind me. I turn around to see Chris standing behind us, slightly amused yet angry too.

I immediately get stand up and turn to face Chris. "Parker tried to invade my beauty sleep." I pout, sounding like a five year old.

"Ooh, bad move." Chris laughs. I can see that there is still tension between Zac and Chris, but they seem to be alright now. Chris always was the forgiving type.

Zac laughs at me and shakes his head. "Well, you definitely know how to pillow fight. Not bad for a dork." He chuckles.

I glare at him playfully before slamming the pillow into his stomach. Chris chuckles at me and glares at Zac.