The second we walk into the house Lucy and Ellie run to us panting. I reach down to pick up Ellie.She's so fluffy. I gently put her down.
"Ah home sweet home." Jordan plops down on the couch. I plop down, so that I was sitting on his lap. I curl into his chest.
"Getting comfy are we?" I giggle as I look up at him.
"Yes I am. You are very comfy to lay on." He looks at me confused.
"But your sitting on me." I move so that I was laying across his lap facing up. He plays with my hair gently moving it around his fingers.
"I'm not sitting anymore." I stick my tounge out at him. He gasps like he's hurt by what I just did. " but you are still comfy." He smiles and continues playing with my hair.
I close my eyes and start to daze off. Right as I was about to fall asleep, Jordan's phone rings. I snap my eyes open as Jordan answers whoever called.
'Who is it?' I mouth. He covers his phone.
"Its Bryan. He wants me to hang with him and the guys before Kyle flys back home." I nod and mouth. 'Ok' he smiles and tells Brian he will be there in fifteen.
Once he hung up he looks at me. "Are you sure your ok being here by yourself?" I nod.
"Yeah I'll be fine. Its not like I've never been home alone before. I mean I lived with my sister." He sighs and plays a little more with my hair.
"Now I love you laying on me, but I have to get ready to leave." I scrunch my nose.
"From what you look like right now it seems you don't need to get ready." I pull his face down so that our foreheads are touching. "You only need like five minutes to get ready. I think I'm gonna take up that other ten minutes." He smirks and kisses me. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him on top of me not breaking the kiss. I run my fingers into his hair and deepen the kiss a little. He licks my bottom lip and I give him access.
He brings his hands to my sides rubbing up and down slowly. We break apart for a minute to catch our breath. Soon Jordan speaks.
"You know your making it really hard to want to hang out with Bryan and the guys." I giggle and kiss him quickly.
"Then you might want to leave now before I make you never want to leave." His eyes grow wide.
"Is that an option because ya know I could say I'll be later." I come close to his ear and whisper.
"Maybe later but I suggest you go." He stands up and I slap his ass. He yelps and playfully glares at me.
"Hey I bruise like a peach be careful." I laugh really loud.
"Its not like its the first time I touched your ass." He raises his eyebrows and shakes his butt. I point to the bathroom and tell him to go get ready.
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Its only been 10 minutes and I already miss Jordan. I have nobody to talk to. Oh well I guess I will jam out to some tunes and clean. I plug my phone into the radio blaring PTV. I sang along as I danced around the room picking things up. I snatched the broom from the closet carrying it to the bathroom. I started to broom normally at first.
Next thing I knew the broom was a microphone as well as a guitar and my dance partner. What the hell is wrong with me. The song changed and ATL "Tharapy" rang through my ears. I love this song. I run in to turn up the radio but get grabbed from behind. A rag with a brown foul smelling liquid on it is put over my nose and mouth. After a few seconds of having to breathe it in I felt myself not being able to move.
The rag was removed from my face as the person behind me throws one of Jordan's shirts over my face making it impossible to see. The only thing keeping me sane is the sent of Jordan on the shirt. What am i talking about? Im not staying sane. I can't even fucking move my body. I'm screaming on the inside.
