We sit and state at each other awkwardly for a good three minutes before a knock on the door interrupts. "Hey, shitfaces! Come on it's time to stop eating each other's faces and eat!" Tyler's voice says. I stand up and open the door, smiling at Tyler and his comment. "Look who still has her face! I'm amazed it isn't sucked off yet." He says. I roll my eyes and shove him out of the way. I walk into the dining room and see everyone at the table. There is spaghetti, garlic bread, corn, salad, and beer on the table. "We also have sweet tea in the fridge if you don't like beer." Lui tells me. I nod and grab a cup from the cabinet, fill it up with tea, and sit down at the table with everyone. I look to my left and see Evan with a plate full of spaghetti and a beer. "Got enough food there hotshot?" I ask him. He laughs and shakes his head. "I could eat a lot more than this, sweetheart. More than the pig over there." he points over to Tyler who is busy stuffing his face with spaghetti and garlic bread. I laugh and take a bite if my delicious food as well (This food scene is makin me hungry, not to mention spaghetti is my favorite meal..). I see someone in the corner of my eyes, so I look over and see Jon sitting next to me. He, too, has a beer and a giant ass plate of food. "What?" he asks. "Nothing. I was just curious to see who could eat more between you and Evan.." I tell him. "Of course me sweetheart." Evan tells me. I watch Jon's face grow with what looks like jealousy. "Don't call her that.." Jon mumbles. "And why not?" Evan asks with a smirk on his face. He has something planned, I feel it. "Cause, she's not your girlfriend! You don't have the right to call her that!" Jon yells at him.
"Oh, I see. Well then, Nicole, will you be my girlfriend?" Evan asks me. I watch Jon's eyes grow with sadness and disappointment mixed with anger. He looks me dead in the eyes, almost begging me to say no. I just get up from the table and walk into my room, slamming the door after I enter. I hear complete silence, then argument between Jon, Evan, Tyler, and Brock. After about a ten minute discussion, footsteps start down the hallway, then Jon walks in. "Sorry about that Cole.. I don't know what got into me.." he says, looking down at his feet. I walk up to him and wrap my arms around his fit torso. He wraps his around the small of my back, pulling me really close to him. "So, what's your answer to Evan's question?" he mumbles in my hair. "Well, lets see. Fuck no Jon! I think you can tell by now the one I really do like." I mumble the last part, praying that he didn't hear. I look up at him and see a smile on his face. He heard.. "And.. Who's that exactly?" he asks, pretending he's oblivious to who it is. I glare at him, causing him to laugh. "Well?" he continues his bad acting. "You suck at acting by the way." I tell him, try to change the subject. "Rude!" he says, then picks me up over his shoulder. "Ugh. Why Jon?" I groan. He laughs and heads to the living room, plopping me down on the couch. He walks up to the tv and puts a movie in. "What we watching Delirious?" I say, calling him by his code name. He looks over at me and smiles an evilish grin. "You'll see.. Sweetheart." he teases, but the name causes me to blush a bit. "Two can play at that game." I tell him. He nods doubtfully and sits next to me. "Hey 'babe', I'm cold. Get me a blanket pleeaaaase?" I ask him childishly. He looks at me with the biggest grin I've ever seen in my life. I watch as he stands and walks into his room. After ten seconds, he comes back out with a comforter. "This good enough, 'angel'?" he teases back. I nod and wrap myself in it. "Asshole. We're supposed to share that." Jon tells me. I sigh and unbundle myself, allowing him to have some too.
***Time skip cause why not***
We watch the movie, which I soon found out is Annabell, I'm pretty much fully behind Jon for protection. I've never been a big fan of scary movies, so this shit is FREAKY! "Cole, get out from behind me! You're gonna miss the good part!" Jon tells me. I look from his back and see the doll fall on the floor in front of the door, causing me to jump right into Jon's lap. He starts laughing and wraps his arms around me tightly. I just bury my head in his warm chest. (AWE!) "Tired?" Jon's voice cuts through my sleep. I simply nod. I feel Jon put one arm behind my back an the other under my legs. He stands up, lifting me with him, and starts walking to I believe our room. He sets me on a bed, then turns off the lights and crawls into his. "Hey Jon?" I mumble. "Hmm?" he hums. "That was a scary movie you asshole." I groan. He just laughs and says "If you wake up because of nightmares, feel free to crawl in with me." he says. I feel heat rise to my face, but I still get up and join him anyways. I crawl under the blanket, and dig my head in his warm chest again. He wrap his arms around my back and kisses my forehead. "Goodnight 'babe'." he teases again. I lightly laugh and doze off in the warmth of the blanket and his body, with a very large grin on my face.
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Sorry if there are lots of mistakes! My laptop isn't working too well so I ha to use my phone! Sure sorry about short chapter as we'll! :(
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FanfictionThis story includes profanities, violence, and lots of confusing things. I'm sure I'll get lost in the midst of making this, but I don't give a shit. Lets do dis shit! I walk my normal way around Los Santos, turning into dark alleys as I go. Usually...