Fan Fantastic

Chapter 19

Violet's POV

I groaned as I felt weight on me. I shuffled uncomfortably. My eyes flew wide open as I felt somebodies face on the crook of my neck and hands on my waist. I gulped and craned my head slowly. A sigh of relief escaped my lips as I saw it was Jason.

Oh. My. God! Jason freaking Blakely is cuddled to me, asleep with his lips most to most 3 cm from mine! What kind of dream is this?

His body was relaxed against mine and his breath was even, making me rise and fall against him. His heart was drumming at its natural pace. I was feeling all ticklish on the skin of my neck where his breath crashed at periodic intervals. He looked like some innocent infant with tousled hair and I am sure, my bed hair were as horrible as bird nest!

My heart was on fire and I swear my body was covered with goose-bumps. He shuffled slightly and tightened his grip on me. My breath hitched.

I noticed that my tent was slightly open implying that Jason sneaked in at night. I gently pried out of his grip and sat in front of him taking his sleeping glory in. I was all giddy and jumping like a 3 year old inside but somewhere I was mad too. How the hell can he just sleep next to me, cuddling me without even considering the effect he has on me? I am not complaining that he doesn't feel the same way but he must at least know though that these kind of moments makes me fall in love with him all over again. He really needs to stop doing it!

The bulb in my head went on and I silently pried myself out of his grip. Tiptoeing out of tent, I brought whipped cream. I crouched down beside him and bit back a chuckle as I cautiously poured a little on his nose. When it gained sufficient height, I added a grape on the top. I supressed my fits of laughter and drew my phone out. After clicking him from a few angles, I took crazy selfies with the cute little devil himself.

Next moment was a blur. As I leaned a little closer for another shot, I yelped in surprise and found myself buried under him. All the whipped cream from his nose fell on mine as he smirked.

"Nobody can prank the prankster baby." I rolled my eyes as he shot me his award winning smirk complementary wink.

I tried to push him away but he lowered his face even more that brushed even more cream on my face. I scowled and pushed him away again. But he didn't budge and his smirk grew wider.

"You are dead man now!" I gave him my deadliest glare. His eyes widened a little and he immediately got off me, running for his life. I too got on my feet and rushed to chase him. I pain in my ankle was no longer prominent. I growled and ran for him ignoring the extra cream that fell on my shirt. I kept warning him to stop and he kept running faster.

This wasn't going to end anytime soon so I played my best cards and winced loudly in pain grabbing my ankle. He immediately stopped and looked at me in panic. I tried not to adore him as he looked the most innocent thing ever. He came back running to me and bent down to examine my feet.

"I am sor-" I sprayed whole can of whipped cream on his head.

And that's how you take revenge ladies and gentlemen!

He looked at me like a deer caught in headlight. I laughed rolling on ground. Tear started streaming down as I noticed his narrow eyes. Before I knew, I was in a mess of whipped cream too. Seems like I failed in spraying whole can.

Yay life!

I glared at him through the mess. He just laughed harder. I gave him a smug look that sobered him. He narrowed his eyes and I drew my phone out to show him his whipped beauty.