'Lucy and Liam' are no longer the names of the main characters. Since I thought their names didn't work well with the character. Their names are now, 'Zac and Maddi.' Sorry for the confusion. Xx
A playful voice interrupts. Mum. Seriously? Oh f*ck. I mentally face-palm myself. I will physically do that later on. Zac notices my discomfort and chuckles. What the actual blueberry? He's laughing?! When my mum caught us about to kiss?!
Wait, hold the phone...
WE WERE GOING TO KISS?!
Widening my eyes, I swiftly get push Zac off although he may be comfortable and warm to be on.
Ew. That came out bad.
Ignore my dirty mind.
Zac laughs again before gripping my waist and wrapping his arm around it, pulling me to his side. ''Oh, hey Mrs Briggs, I here was just showing Mads how to ki-''
''A SNAKE BIT ME!''
I should really get a large stick, and whack myself with it right now.
A snake? In broad daylight?
Both Zac and Mum seem uncertain at my response and both are trying to keep in their laughter for my sake. Well one of them are. Zac bursts out laughing and tears of laughter slide down his soft, warm cheeks.
Focus at the task Madison.
My mum ignores Zac on the ground, who clutches the side of my leg to stop him fall, but I end up softly kicking him away. Now he's on the floor, probably needs CPR as he is struggling to breathe, but hey, it's his bloody fault. Mum thoughtfully taps her chin and tries to hide her amusement. Of course she would laugh at my embarrassment. ''So a snake, bit you?''
I glance at Zac on the floor who shows no signs of assisting me to get out of this mess. Rolling my eyes, I make a mental note to beat the poop out of him later on. Oh how I will enjoy that.
''Yup. A snake bit me. And Zac was just going to su-''
HOLY F***. I DID NOT PLAN THIS OUT AT ALL. THIS IS MUCH WORSE THAN JUST LETTING MY MUM SEE US KISS. I'M TELLING MY MUM THAT ZAC WAS GOING TO SUCK MY NECK TO GET THE POISON OUT.
WHO THE F*** DOES THAT???
I AM THE WORST PERSON EVER TO MAKE UP EXCUSES. DO NOT EVEN CALL ME, EVEN IF I AM THE LAST PERSON ALIVE.
I widen my eyes, and try to avoid my mum's stare. I look at Zac for help but he is still on the floor laughing like a madman. Was it worth it Maddi? To get Zac sweaty? Was THAT worth THIS?
The answer is a certain.. yes.
Who wouldn't want to get the life-long frenimie wet and sticky in sweat??
Please, whoever it up there, I beg of you, get me out of this situation ASAP. I promise not to plan to cut Elliot's baby making tool even though he would deserve it, and I promise that I'll cut down on the cupcakes and I promise that I will go for a jog at least twice a week. It's not that much to ask?
I look back at my mum who curiously looks at Zac as if he escaped a Asylum and she turns hear gaze on me. Oh no, just go back to the madman! As if all my prayers have been answered, my mum opens her mouth to say something but closes when we hear a famillar ringtone.
'They see me rollin, They hatin, Patrolling they tryin to catch me ridin-'
My mum takes out her phone from her back pocket. Thank gosh for Daffy Duck. Well as much cringe worthy that ringtone was, I will always remember it as when it saved my fking ass. Thank you, guy upstairs.
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The Bad Boy, The Bet & Me
Teen Fiction"Mads, I'm sure this is the right house, plus, who cares? I'd totally be killing the wet, hot look anyway.'' I roll my eyes back dramatically and force myself with all my might to not blurt out, 'YOU WOULD.' as his ego would then be enough to make m...
