"Dance with me!" I speak as I drag him off the couch by his arms. His sleepy figure follows along with me as I move to the side of my living room.
"No let me sleep!" He cries out as he tries to fall back down on the couch. I pinch his arm and drag h...
It's a Friday evening and I haven't been out my bed at all. School is closed for two weeks because of a power outage that happened.
So now I'm just enjoying my time off with SpongeBob and sitting in bed all day in pjs.
A ding from my phone has me lifting my head and reaching for it. It's a little struggle though because it's on the far side of my desk.
Don't ask me why or how. I don't know myself.
I unlock it and go onto my messages to see a message from Enzo.
Enzo🧸: Wyd?
Me: Nun, sitting in pjs and binging SpongeBob.
Enzo🧸: That's crazzy. Anyway come open the door.
Me: What?
Enzo🧸: Just come open the door principessa.
I blush and get out of bed. Pulling my crop top down and boxers before trudging down the stairs and to the door.
I open it to come face to face with a Enzo clad in blue plaid pants with a black tee. In his hands are bags with who knows inside.
"What's up with the bags?" I ask as I close and lock my door back when he enters.
"Open em' and find out." He sets them on my kitchen table. I hesitantly open the bags to see skittles, gummy bears and worms, a packet of Oreos, Gatorades and ice cream bars.
I squeal and take the bag from the table and run upstairs. I hear his laugh as I tread up the stairs and into my bedroom.
His heavy footsteps come up the stairs after I sit down on the bed and begin eating the skittles.
I motion for him to sit on the bed and I get the ice cream bars out while he does so.
I hand him one while I get the other one.
"Here. Pick something good worth watching." I hand him the remote before going ham with my snacks.
Whatever he chose better be good.
•••
An hour and thirty minutes later, we are done with all the snacks and are now finishing up our movie.
He picked How High Two. I don't how he knew about this but he did and I'm not mad.
"Lemme lay on you're stomach." He speaks as he looks at me from his laying position.
I raise a brow before sticking an ice cube in my mouth. "Why?" I ask mid sucking.
"Because your stomach is more comfortable than this pillow. And because you're soft to lay on." He shrugs.
I roll my eyes before motioning him to lay down. He does so, his head on my stomach and body displayed out on the bed.
His arm goes around my waist and my hand goes through his soft hair.
After a few minutes I fill his breathing calm down, letting me know he fell asleep. I sigh before looking for my phone.
At least trying to with this big headed cracker on me.
I manage to find it under the covers and look at the time. Eight twenty pm. He's been here for six hours.
I cut the tv off and gently lay him off of me and to the side of the bed. I huff and wipe my forehead before going into the bathroom.
I run the shower before putting my hair up and into a shower cap. I strip and get in before immediately washing so I don't be in here like I normally do.
After at least thirty minutes I get out and dry off before putting my robe on. I slide into my slippers and open the door slightly to look out of it.
He's still sleeping. Thank goodness.
I tip toe to my closet and throw on some Nike sweats with a white t-shirt. I put my socks on before leaving out the closet.
When I enter the room again, I'm met with a tired looking Enzo who is sitting against my headboard.
"Why'd you move dude?" He mumbles before getting up and coming towards me.
I chuckle before pushing him when he gets close. "It's like," I check my phone. "Almost ten at night. What do you mean why'd I move? I went to shower."
He rolls his eyes before dragging me downstairs and into the kitchen. "I don't know why we're in here. I haven't been grocery shopping in a minute."
He goes through my cabinets then looks back at me. "Well let's go get some things to cook." He shrugs.
He walks to the front door before sliding his crocs on. He turns back to me. "Come on."
"I just took a shower dude!" I explain as I motion to my clothes. "I'm not going out there."
He shrugs and runs his hand through his hair. "Fine I'll go. Just let me back in when I get back." I nod and then close and lock the door when he's gone.
The house is all empty now.
I go into my kitchen to retrieve a water bottle before going back upstairs. I get in bed and pull the covers up to my chin before turning Mean Girls on.
It's a funny show I watch when I feel lonely or am just needing a laugh. Like a comfort show.
So until he gets back, I'm going to sit here and watch this show.
Then we're going to binge all the marvel movies.
•••
"Okay taste this." He holds the spoon up to my mouth. I take a bite out of the chicken and groan.
"That's so good." I speak after chewing. He nods and goes back to cooking the chicken Alfredo.
He got back from the store the moment Cady was about to give Regina the candy bar that makes her gain weight.
He went to the store and got a lot of groceries. I don't know why he did it but I appreciate because now I won't have to go.
"Alright the foods done." He plates the Alfredo, salad, and cheesy bread on a plate then hands me it.
The smell is heavenly.
We pray before digging in.
Ooh I'm so going to make him start cooking for me more.
"Okay so you're going to be my personal chef." I speak.
He laughs before shaking his head. "Sure. I have nothing better to do anyway. That just means I'm going to be over a lot more you know."
I place my elbow on the table before looking at him. "That's fine with me. I enjoy you're company."
He smiles.
I smile.
And we continue to eat.
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This is too cute.
I'm gonna add some drama because I can't handle all this cuteness I'm over here writing😂🙄
