𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ✹ 𝐠. 𝐠𝐢𝐛𝐬𝐨𝐧

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐱𝐱𝐯 - 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐝

Gibsie

Feely and Hughie and Johnny and me were paired up for some stupid literature project we had to hand in and because half of the people in our group were irresponsible idiots except for Johnny, obviously we were doing it at the last minute. It was the day before handing in the project and we were all gathered in Johnny's house doing the thing. "I fucking hate literature" Hughie grubmled, earning a hum of agreeance by me "Like what's the point of doing this thing, it's so long and for what."
"The point is that we had to do it last week when it was assigned you actual idiots, not the night before" Johnny grumbled, his large body hunched over and the expression on his face real angry

"Oh, is the big boy angry?" I teased with a fake pouty face, placing a pat on his head. Johnny swatted my hand away "Do you need a hug you big baby?" I carried on

"Gibs say one more word and I will cut your vocal cords" He said through gritted teeth.

"Shut up both of you" Feely said, his voice cool like always while his eyes were glued to the page. I was quiet for a total of five seconds until I started talking again "What if I just like the a microwave into the old lady's head and then we wouldn't have to hand in the assignment"

For once in my life I was actually being dead serious. Everyone looked at me like I was crazy. "what?" i said thoroughly confused at their stares "I'm actually being serious, we'll just blame it on Bella or something so we'll do everyone a favour and just get rid of her by doing that"

The mention of Johnny's ex hookup buddy made Johnny's face drop into an angry one "Gibs shut up and do your stupid part" He grumbled, going back to his part. I blinked twice and was ready to talk again before Feely spoke before me "Gibsie don't even think about talking again" He warned and I let out a scoff.

"Don't even think about talking again" I mocked, my voice pitchy before returning to its usual tone "Whatever"

I actually did manage to shut up, at least for about an hour and a half. By then Hughie had left so it was me and Feely inside the actual kitchen because Johnny was rummaging through the fridge. I heard a small thumping through the wooden floors and a tiny figure moving outside the kitchen archway heading towards the foyer. Then I head the door open and then close. My eyes were glued to the archway just waiting for her to pass again so I could catch a glimpse of her moving, even if it was quick and I couldn't see her face. To my benefit she actually walked into the kitchen with a food bag in hand. Johnny's face was still stuck to the fridge and Feely's nose was inside the book we were supposed to use to do the project, but I was stuck staring at her. Her hair was in two messy braids, her nose was red and her face looked tired just as if she had just woken up. Her steps on the wooden floors were quiet and meek. Her body was covered in a hoodie (one that was mine actually, she kept it when I handed it to her the when I gave her lift home two days ago) and I doubted for a second if she wore pants because the hoodie reached her mid thigh and I couldn't see what was above that.

Johnny turned around and saw her place the takeout bag on the counter. She froze in the spot and Johnny's eyes were glued to the bag. "What's that?" He asked, walking over to the bag and getting ready to open it. Haven slapped his hand away and replied "Food"

"Can I have a bite? I'm starving and there's nothing" He asked, in reality not waiting for her to answer and ready to open the bag again. She slapped his hand away again.

"No you can't have a bite because if i give you one I know you won't like it and then you'll ask how I like that and I really don't want to get into that conversation right now" She deadpanned which earned a scowl from her older brother.