I stared into his eyes, I always get lost in them. They're so blue, you could swim in them!
''Emily, whatcha looking at?'' He asked, giglling, his tongue escaping his mouth as his giggle turned to a laugh. He covered his mouth with his hand, but I pulled it away.
''Don't, you look cute.''
Phil blushed and looked away from my bambii brown eyes. I laughed at his scarlet red cheeks.
''Stop distracting me from Sonic! I'm already really bad at it!'' He complained after a while and I giggled.
''Here, lemme play!'' I whined, grabbing another controller.
And then Dan had to ruin my fun by squishing himself in between me and Phil. Dan gave me a strange look that I didn't understand.
''What's wrong?'' I whispered. He glared at me, and whispered to Phil. Phil blushed and slapped his arm away, and he went to the kitchen. I followed Dan.
''The hell!?'' I whisper-yelled.
Dan gave me a look and I realised that he was challenging me. Dan wanted Phil to himself! I smirked evily. If he wants to play this game I sure as hell aint losing.
''Danyul, stop trying.'' I lisped at him.
''Yeah right.'' He smirked.
''Okay then. Game on!'' I announced and ran back to Phil. I played with his hair and he smiled.
Dan practily sat down on Phil's lap as he cooed into his ear. My eyes narrowed to deathly slits. Seems someone is playing this the hard way. I guess I need to pick up the pace a bit.
''Philly...Come here, I need to show you something!'' I called from the kitchen. I was sitting on the counter, making seductive poses and he sighed.
''What, don't you like this?'' I asked, pouting.
''I don't, no. '' He admitted and I felt rage seeping through me. I will win this game!I jumped off the counter and started kissing him.
Dan roughly pushed me off of Phil and gave me a cold stare. Phil scurried off to his room and slammed the door shut. I shouted"Now look what ya did Dan! You made him lock himself in his room!"
''NOT MY FAULT! HE'S MINE, YOU HEAR ME?!'' He screamed. I fumed. I spun on my heel, and tried to get Phil to open the door.
''If you're Dan, fuck off. If you're Emily, fuck off.'' He muttered.
''YOU MADE HIM SWEAR YOU MORON! HE ONLY SWEARS WHEN HE'S PISSED!'' I screeched.
Dan growled"I WASN'T THE ONE FORCING A FUCKING KISS ON HIM!! IF YOU WANT TO BLAME ANYONE BLAME YOURSELF!!!" I glared hatefully at Dan. How dare he pass the blame onto me!
''YOU STARTED ALL THIS! He's my BOYFRIEND! I don't give a fuck if you want him to be yours, because, believe it or not, he IS STRAIGHT AND TAKEN!'' I retorted. I felt a sting on my cheek.
''Did you just slap me?'' I asked calmly. He stared at me.
''I SAID; DID YOU JUST FUCKING SLAP ME?!'' I screamed this time. He nodded and smirked.
''FUCK YOU!'' I screeched, and jumped on him. I was in a very awkward position, practically stradling him, but I just wanted to beat the living fuck out of him.
Just then Emma walked in holding chinese take out in her hands. She looked right at me and Dan with a confused face.
''What's all this noise? Oh God, Emily, I have no idea WHAT you two are doing, but that position plus you sitting like that on him....No...'' Emma muttered, frowning.
