I don't know why I keep writing stories, but here's another XD I know, another gang type story, but what can I say? It gives me the most ideas cause... well.. anything can happen :P
I walk through the fog, pretending to be a badass. Well, I wish I c...
Once we all finish up our dinner, I watch Lauren get up and gather the dishes together. As she goes to grab my plate, I quickly swipe it away from her reach. "Oh my god! You're so stubborn!" she yells playfully. I chuckle, then set mine on top of all the others. She smiles, so I smile and stand up. I walk to the sink alongside her, in case she needs any help. Once she gets them set down, she begins to scrub them.
"You're not helping." she says as she places a plate in the dishwasher. "And why not?" I ask. She turns to me with a firm look on her face. "Because I said so. I live here too, I can help." I sigh, then begin to walk away. I walk past Evan; our shoulders brushing as we do. I smile at the thought of our leader being in love with someone. He's just not the typical type to do these things, so it's nice to see a change in him for once.
~Evan's POV~
I walk into the kitchen, brushing past Tyler as I do. "You're not helping either." Lauren tells me, placing a fork in the center of the dishwasher. "Says who?" I sneer. "Me." I watch her turn with a firm look on her face. I smile at her, making the concentration break. "Dammit.." she whispers to herself. I chuckle, the walk closer to her. I wrap my arms around her waist, laying my head on her shoulder as well.
"Evan, whatever you're planning, it won't work." she tells me, continuing on with what she's been doing. "And what is it I'm planning, exactly?" I ask, curious of her answer. She huffs out a breath and turns off the water faucet. She quickly turns to face me, sliding in my grasp. I rest my hands at the low of her back, comfortably fitting. "I don't know. But you're not going to stop me from doing the dishes."
She turns back towards the sink, making me sigh. I quickly peck her cheek, then walk back into the living area. I see them all sitting on the couches, so I smile and clear my throat. They all look up at me, so I smile evilly.
~Lauren's POV~
I finish loading up the plates, then start on the glasses. I look over my shoulder at the time on the stove clock, seeing it's a quarter past 8. I sigh in annoyance, but continue scrubbing the bottom of the glass. I hear a bit shuffling behind me, so I carefully set the cup down in the sing and turn the water off again. I throw the rag down and turn around, only to see nothing. "Haha, very funny!" I yell.
I turn back around, but this time I feel arms wrap around my legs. I look down and see Del, so I slap his forehead. "Put me dooown!!!" I yell at him. "Sorry, can't! Bosses orders!" he says, making me know Evan is up to this. He takes me into the living room and places me on the couch. I start to stand back up, only to have him sit on my lap. "HOLY SHIT! THAT FOOD DOESN'T HELP YOU OUT IN MY CASE!" I yell. He chuckles, then lays back on me.
"Oh my god Jon!" I wheeze out. I hear running in front of me, making me question what's going on anymore. I see the lights go out, then feel Jon finally get off of me. I look around and see snacks set up everywhere, the tv on, and blankets laying on every couch cushion. "MOVIE NIIIIIIGHT!" Tyler yells from behind me, making me jump. "YOU GUYS I SWEAR!" I yell, then laugh. Everyone starts laughing to. "What movie? We have Pirates of the Caribbean, Spongebob Movie?..." Evan says, dying out on the Spongebob one.
"Wonder who picked that.." I say sarcastically, looking over at Jon. "Why you be dissin' my Spongebob?" he asks childishly. I lightly laugh, but keep quiet so Evan can finish naming the movies. I watch him throw out the Spongebob one without Jon looking, making snort to hide my laugh. "THAT'S NOT A NICE WORD!" Wildcat yells. Everyone starts laughing, then snorting like pigs. "You are ALL a disgrace to Momma Bacon and Poppa Sausage!" he yells again. I stop snorting and burst out laughing.
"Alright!" Evan yells loudly. I look at him, trying to hide my smile. "Have something to say?" he teases, making it more difficult. "Noh" I say, sounding Irish with how hard I'm trying to not laugh. He smiles at me and shakes his head, then goes through the movies again.
~Time Skippeh~
We all decided on Suicide Squad (I know this isn't out on DVD or Netflix yet, but it is for my story. I haven't seen this movie, so no spoilers in this story, and please don't place any in the comments. I don't wanna have to start blocking D:) after realizing that they had Netflix. Talk about stupid. I curl up into Evan's side, cuddling further into the warmth of the blanket as well. I let my feet slip out from under me, then hang them over the arm of the couch.
I've been curled up, so it feels nice to finally stretch my legs a little. I look around at the snacks that we have left, not seeing many options. I go for the M&M's, only for Marcel to snatch them away. I look at him with a sad face, but he just pops about 6 in his mouth. He smiles at me, then waves. I flip him off, then reach for the Doritos. Once I get them, I lay on Evan's side again and put a chip in my mouth. I see Evan's hand reach for some, so I move the bag away from him.
I shake my head, then put another in my mouth. He looks at me with puppy eyes, causing his brown eyes to grow bigger. I stare into his eyes as I continue to chew on the chip that's in my mouth. I sigh in defeat and give him the bag, with him giving me a satisfied look in return.
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It's been WAAAY too long. But here you guys go! Chapter 12! Did I do good for a comeback?? Hope you enjoyed!
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