Chapter 13

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Its 1:30 and Blake and I are still home alone. I was hoping that they'll be back soon but its taking them forever to return.

After having Blake flirt with me there's a weird tension between us. He keeps me giving these flirtatious looks and I try to ignore him the best I can. He's obviously feeling some type of way towards me.

We're now sitting on his bed watching Taken 2. I moved to the bottom of the bed and laid on my stomach to avoid Blake's stares. Not even one minute later he speaks up.

"I can see your ass cheeks." he says.

I move my hand towards my butt and pull my shorts down. "Why are you staring at my ass?" I ask.

"I wasn't staring at your ass. My eyes wandered down and I saw your ass hanging out."

"Well can you see anything now?"
There's a few seconds of silence.

"No." He finally speaks up.

I rolled my eyes and continued watching the movie. I'm starting to feel a bit uncomfortable with Blake behind me. I can feel his eyes on me and its a little weird.

When I tried to roll off the bed I couldn't keep my balance and fell off. I hit the ground with a loud thud. A grunt escapes my lips when I hit my head on the floor. Blake is double over laughing. He's going to regret for laughing at me.

I pulled myself up and held onto the bed as I got up. I looked over at Blake, who's clutching his stomach from laughing so hard.

"Shut up." I growl.

"T-that was too f-funny." he says in between laughs. I rolled my eyes at him and climbed back onto the bed.

He's still laughing his head off so I tackled him. Blake is surprised by my actions and takes matter into his own hands. He somehow manages to get himself on top of me and hold my wrists above my head.

I tried to break free from his grip but there's no luck. His grip isn't to the point where I'm hurting and a huge bruise will be there after. Its enough pressure for me to not be able to move. Now I'm just laying there looking up at him while he gives me a devilish smirk.

I roll my eyes at him and say, "Get off of me."

"Why should I?" Blake asks still smirking.

"Because this position isn't working for me." His smirk has now turned into a huge smile.

I realized what I just said and mentally slap myself in the face. Why am I always saying things that comes out sexual like?

"Would you prefer to be on top while I'm on the bottom? You can take full control." A small giggle escapes my lips by the way he was talking.

"I don't prefer anything. I just want you to get off me." I say.

"Did you forget that you were laughing at me earlier?" he asks. I start laughing again and he rolls his eyes at me.

"So this is what this is all about? You're upset because I laughed at you earlier?" He nods. "Fine. Blake I'm sorry for laughing at you earlier. But it was still funny." I giggle loudly.

"This is funny to you? Ok I'll give you something to laugh about." He lets go of my wrists and starts tickling me.

I start squirming around, trying to kick my legs. My eyes are filled with tears and my laughter is uncontrollable.

Blake is enjoying this so much right now but I'll get him back sooner or later. If he wants to play games, I can play them too. Just wait and see what I have coming for him later on tonight. I'm going to have the time of my life. He's seriously going to regret for messing with me now. This means war. And I'm going to win.

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