Super Rich Kids ( A Mindless Behavior Fan-Fic )

Chapter 12 (Part II)

Chapter 12

Part II

Craig.

Alix and I hurried downstairs to get some food, leaving Rayan and Zendaya on the rooftop. We walked into the kitchen to see Chresanto chugging down two bottles of beer. You could tell something was wrong by the way he stared off into space. “Chres, are you---.” Chresanto jerked himself away from Alix before going up the stairs. “Okay?” she raised an eyebrow before opening the fridge. “What do you want to eat?” she asked. “I’m in the mood for pizza,” I whipped out my phone. “Really? You know I can hook up a bomb ass sandwich,” she spoke, laying out the supplies needed. “But, I want pizza though,” I slightly pouted while dialing the pizza parlor’s number. “You can have your pizza while I have my bomb ass sandwich,” she smiled. I smiled back as the pizza parlor answered my call.

After placing my order and hanging up the phone, I watched Alix make her sandwich. “Why are you staring at me?” she giggled. “I just love the sight of you making food in my kitchen,” I licked my lips. A laugh escaped her lips. “Oh, really?” “Really,” I nodded with a sly smirk. She squirted mustard on one slice of bread, making squiggly lines. I slowly made my way around the island, over to her side. I stood behind her, snaking my arms around her waist. “You know what I love more?” I whispered into her ear. “What?” she asked. “Waking up to you in the morning,” I kissed her cheek. She blushed, a hint of red rising to her cheeks. “I love waking up to you too,” she spoke, setting the mustard down. “You love me?” I asked, kissing her neck. “Yes, I love you. Do you love me?” she asked. “With all my heart,” I proudly spoke as she laid ham on the slices of bread. I held her for a little longer and a little tighter, giving occasional neck kisses as she finished making her sandwich. “I love you,” I said at least every two minutes. “I love you too,” she responded each time I said it while eating her sandwich. I just adored whenever she would say that. My heart did back flips each time she responded.

The doorbell rang indicating that the pizza had arrived. I was too comfortable in my position, but just decided to go ahead and get the pizza. After paying and tipping the delivery boy, I brought the pizza into the kitchen where Alix was sitting on the island, finishing off her sandwich. I set the boxes on the island next to her before standing in front of her and staring into her eyes. We began having a staring contest. I bit my lip as she smirked. “I can do this all day, ya know?” she challenged. “Oh, really?” I raised an eyebrow. “Yep,” she answered, popping the ‘p’. I rested my hands on her thighs. “You don’t mind if I just leave these here, do you?” I asked, biting my lip. “Nope,” she smugly smiled. “Here?” I spoke, my hands on her hips. “Don’t mind,” she shook her head, still grinning. “Here,” I deviously smiled. “Craig, I swear if you—Hahaha! Oh my god! Craig! Stop it!” she laughed and yelled hysterically as I tickled her. I stopped as she laid on the island, catching her breath. “You cheated,” she panted with a lazy smile. “Whatever, Sore Loser,” I teased with a slight smile.

“Are you bringing the pizza to the others?” she asked. “Yeah,” I nodded. “Carry me,” she spoke. “Why?” I asked, grabbing the boxes. “I just got tortured! I deserve to be carried,” she answered. “Fine,” I spoke, turning around. She locked her legs around my waist from behind and locked her arms around my neck. I carried the pizza as she held onto me all the way up the stairs. We made it to the rooftop where Zendaya and Chres somberly sat. “Where’s Rayan?” I asked, setting the pizza down. “He left,” Zendaya spoke. I guess Alix and I were too busy staring at each other to notice Rayan’s leaving. “Well, what happened?” I asked. “Chres was being a dog. That’s what happened!” Zendaya spoke angrily. “I’m sorry. I’m fucking sorry, okay?” Chresanto yelled, tears threatening to spill from his eyes.