"Laila" poke "Get up" poke "You can't go to sleep yet" poke, poke, poke, poke, poke, poke, poke, poke, poke.
"Would you stop that?!" I shouted at Jett who was repeatedly poking my face.
"But I don't know where I'm supposed to sleep" he whined. I pointed to the window seat since it was big enough for 2 adults to sleep on.
"There are pillows and blankets in the closet next to the stairs" I said laying back down and closing my eyes. "Good night, Jett" I said quietly drifting off into a dreamless sleep.
"Laila" poke "Get up" poke "It's time for breakfast" poke, poke, poke, poke, poke, poke, poke, poke, poke, poke, poke, poke.
"I SWEAR TO GOD JETT IF YOU POKE MY FACE ONE MORE F*CKING TIME I WILL RIP OFF YOUR DICK AND SHOVE IT SO FAR UP YOUR @$$ IT WILL COME OUT OF YOUR EAR!!" I screamed shooting up in bed. We stared at each other for a while until he poked my face and ran out of the room with me chasing him. We ran down the stairs, through the living room, game room, dining room, bathroom. Then we ran into the basement and through the music room, gym, bathroom, living room and then back up the stairs into the kitchen.
"You can't catch me!" Jett screamed as we circled the counter in the middle of the kitchen. It was like in all those shows and movies where one person is chasing the other on opposite sides of something but they can't get close enough to attack them.
"That's what the gingerbread man said before he got eatean by a fox!" I screamed. We stood still for a second then I jumped over the counter and landed on Jett. "If you ever poke my face again I will shove a pole so far up your @$$ you'll be seeing stars for months" I hissed ready to punch him when my mom walked into the room.
"Laila, what on earth are you doing?" she said yanking me off of him.
"I told him to stop poking my face but he wouldn't listen so I was going to teach him a lesson" I answered glarind at Jett who was smirking at me.
"I told him to wake you up for breakfast. Now go get cleaned up your flight leaves in three hours" she ushered me out of the kitchen. Before I left the room I sent Jett a look that said 'this isn't over yet'. After taking a shower and brushing my teeth I threw on a black t-shirt, dark jeans, my black Vans, and one of Liam's hoodies. As soon as I walked into the kitchen Jett stood up walked over to me holding out his hand.
"We continue the chase after breakfast, deal?" I shook his hand.
"Deal" I walked to the table and piled my plate with waffles, eggs, and bacon. As soon as we finished Jett got up and ran out the door with me on his heels. We ran around the neighborhood and pass the orphanage when I finally caught him. I tackled him to the ground but couldn't hit him because we I was laughing and trying to catch my breath at the same time.
"Okay you caught me. Please don't rip off my dick and shove it up my @$$" he begged. I pretended to think about it and shook my head. He flipped us over and started to tickle me.
"What the f*ck are you doing to her?!" Kyle yelled pulling Jett off of me. Jaime came up next to Kyle and looked at all of us.
"Why the hell do you care?" I snapped crossing my arms over my chest.
"Because we're friends" he said as if I was the stupid one here.
"No we're not. I made it clear we aren't friends yesterday" I snapped. "C'mon Jett, I'll rip your dick off in America" I jumped on Jett's back and he carrie.d me back to the house only to have to leave again.
"I don't know where you guys were for so long but if we don't leave now you're gonna miss your flight" my dad said ushering us into the car.
