|| 𝗡𝗼𝘃𝗮 𝗥𝗮𝗲 || 𝗧𝗼𝗺 𝗞𝗮𝘂𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘇 ||
Best friends, ever since they were practically in the womb, both of their moms grew up together. After a couple of faulty marriages, they decided to move both families into one house. They spent their s...
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—NOVA POV—
"I'm bored."
"Me too." Emerson agreed.
"Cookies?" I suggested, she nodded standing up. We both went down the stairs, let's hope we have some already. I'm too lazy to make them.
I stopped, once I had reached the kitchens view. Emerson, suddenly paused as well.
Why is she pausing?
I looked at Tom, and Nate. Leaning against the kitchen counter with water bottles in hand.
"You stole my boyfriend!" I screamed at Tom.
"You stole my girlfriend." He shrugged, placing a hand on Nate's shoulder.
"That's different, you guys don't hang out. What could you possibly even talk about?!" I was flabbergasted. "Boobies!" Tom exclaimed.
Emerson and I, gave each other a knowing look.
"Who's boobies?" She crossed her arms at him.
"Yours, Nova's. The worlds." Tom spoke again. Nate just stood there, acting awkward.
"You promised me weed, where's the weed?" Nate finally spoke up, ah that's how Tom had convinced him to hang out.
"Mommmm!" Tom yells, towards the back door. I watched a stumble-y Simone, march through. Trying to act all nonchalant.
"Where's your weed?" Tom asked, immediately.
No shame either.
"Why would I have weed?"
"Because you smell like it, can I have some?" Tom grinned at her, and I swear I heard him giggle. Fucking giggle.
"I don't smoke weed, that's bad for you." She shook her head.
"Mom, just one blunt." Tom begged. "No, i'm not giving you any weed." Simone disagreed.
"Aha! So you do have weed!" Tom started jumping up and down, acting like he had just found out a life long secret.
"Not for you."
"Nova and Nate, are eighteen." Tom kept trying to score his mom as a drug dealer. I don't think it was working, as you can tell.
"Don't bring me into this!" I backed up, Nate and Tom were glaring at me.
"Actually you know what, some weed would be nice." I now was the one giggling. Everyone pointed at me, agreeing with my statement.
"No weed!" Simone, walked back out into the yard. "I don't have weed." Tom turned to Nate. "Eh yeah, I figured you didn't." Nate chuckled, not worrying too much about it.
"Aww, and you still agreed to hang out with me. Even though, I know you secretly hate me." Tom cooed, pulling Nate into a hug. Resting his head on his neck. The bromance is real.
"Be who you areee..." Emerson began singing.
"For your pri-i-ideee." I finished up for her.
Nate continued his awkward stance, patting on Tom's head. Not knowing what else to do.
"Okay. How about, we all get our playstations! And set up a gaming center in the living room?" I felt so smart for my idea.
Emerson and Nate, lived within the five minute radius. So, it wouldn't take too long.
"Okay yeah, i'll go pick mine up." Nate agreed.
"I don't have a car." Emerson looked to all of us. I glanced at Tom, who was squinting his eyes at her. "Where's your car?" Tom questioned.
"My dad, has it. It um... broke so he's fixing it."
"I'll drive, it's no worries." Nate walked out the door. Emerson was now looking at me for approval, to get in the car with my boyfriend.
"Go ahead." I gave her a fake smile.
—
The living room looked, interesting...
We had angled two couches, one of them I was sitting on with Nate. And the other Emerson was sitting next to Tom.
Four TV's, two cornering each couch. And a hell of a lot, of extension cords everywhere.
I brought my TV, Tom brought his TV, and we took the TV from my mom's room, also the one we had in the living room.
Nate and I, sacrificed for the two smaller ones. Allowing Tom and Emerson, to get the big ones.
First, we bullied little kids on Roblox. Then, we played GTA, and now we're back on good old Fortnite. Hehehehehe.
Today, i'm spider-man.
"There's a team on me." Nate announced, calmly. "I'm nearest to you, i'll help." I approached the people shooting at him, from behind.
The fight got gruesome. "Hahahaha." I laughed, monotoned. "Who laughs like that?" Tom let out a real, hearty laugh.
"People who take their, abilities seriously and don't want to lose." I leaned back onto Nate, my head on his shoulder.
"Are you cold?" He whispered, resting his chin against mine. "Little bit." Something I liked about Nate, was that he always noticed when I was cold. I don't know why.
He just did, and I liked that a lot.
He snuck into a house, crouching. Once Tom and Emerson finally showed up, helping me take down the team. I crouched beside Nate, in the house. Setting the controller down.
He extended his arms, that had one of the blankets from my room wrapped around him. I shifted my way, onto his body. Cuddling up.
He handed me my controller, allowing me to find a good position. Nate encloses his arms around me, the blanket draping around my body.
Our moms told us, since they had the day off tomorrow from work. They were gonna go out, it was now 1AM, and they weren't back.
It's okay, I enjoyed the privacy.
"I'm down, fuck! No!" Tom panicked, crawling around. "I got him." Nate reassured, Emerson and I worked on our heals, shielding up.
I glanced at Nate's screen, his hand over Tom's head. As Tom, was on the floor.
"Who's your daddy?" Nate questioned, shaking the screen a little bit.
Everyone suddenly paused the game play, looking at Nate oddly.
