RoomMates

SMOL/nonexistent and with a big D, jus hoe eye lik mah women

A/N: I don't even know what that title is,
Plus that photo is just a poem I wrote after being inspired by a quote I had in my camera roll, I did it in less than thirty minutes and am very proud.

Goddamn my self-esteem is bigger than my own future, then again if you were to see me in real life I would be slowly crushing my soul.

Pewd's Pov:
I was getting closer and closer. Both of us were bright red as I sat on top of him.
    He was speechless, his mouth slightly open as all we could hear were our own breathing.
But as I go to press my lips against his, I feel completely and utterly stuck. Helplessly frozen as I awkwardly straddled him.
    My brain was telling me to move but I couldn't. Slowly but surely building up the nerve to keep leaning in only to be startled by a high pitched shreik.
It was Jack. He was standing In the front doorway, looking like he was having an aneurism.
I heard someone running down the stairs, and then there were two. At first, Mark– who I'm guessing came downstairs out of pure worry as to what was going on– didn't see what he was screaming about.
That was. Until he asked  "Jack!, what's wrong" only to be utterly surprised as Jack glances over at us and back till he gets the message and sees us, also starting to fanboy like crazy.
    So as me and Cry awkwardly sat on the couch, they fanboyed to an extreme extent. "Hang on a second".
Mark ran upstairs, quickly coming back down with something in his hand before launching what seemed like a square little packet at us and landing in between us and taking out his phone.
Throughout our awkward encounter, I slowly moved my [it auto corrected my to mommys. I'm dead] head away from cry's but as we look down to see what it is we realize he threw a fucking condom at us. [#rubberupfordan shhh I have no social media and just found out about this today]
Cry and I's faces were burning red, but now I just felt like strangling Mark.
Setting the payback aside I looked back at Cry, locking eyes as I watched the swirls of color entrance me. It felt like I could just stare into his eyes for hours on end.
The terrible lighting somehow accentuating his features as all I could hear were the two boys laughter and a muffled "THIS ONE'S GOING IN THE  BOOK". [honestly 10/10 would do the same]
As I realized I had put myself in an uber awkward situation. I didn't know what to do.
    If I kiss him I could end up losing him over my petty feelings and coming out as bisexual to my best and only friends, but I can't hit him, let alone punch him playfully.
"you gonna get off of me, meatball? Or are you gonna make goo goo eyes and have me push you onto the floor"
I was speechless, moving my mouth to speak but having nothing coming out. And of course my face was a shade of a vibrant red. "Okay then, guess option two it is". And before I could stop him he pushed me onto the carpeted floor.
"Aye you dick!". "Put'em'up meatball" "your ass? Nah. I can't get it past your ego". Whowee That set him off, he ran towards me, pushing me onto the couch with an un-expectantly soft shove.
     "Awww, even fighting like an old married couple". And I could've sworn, once Jack had said that Cry was immediately glaring at him. What's so special about that sentence that makes them seem so proud of themselves for saying that. [if anyone gets what chapter of this book that sentence I spoke of was from you get this surprisingly high quality invisible
cookie 🍪 :3 if not, I'll tell you the reference in the next chapter]
   Mark and Jack had smug smirks plastered upon their faces while Cry glared at them as if looks could kill.
   "Karma's a bitch". "I'm confused", unluckily they left me in the blue. "Well let's just say that your little lover boy finally got what was coming to him". What the hell was that supposed to mean.
    "I came down here for food, I just found you two down here" "but you decided yourself to poke your nose into something you shouldn't even know about".
     "What and ever". "awwwww, I've never been more proud to see my friend be sassy. You've grown so much" dragging my finger down as a 'tear' rolls down my face. Even though He was way more cute than sassy but it wasn't like I was saying that out loud.
     Unluckily it still only got me a pillow to the face before Cry walked upstairs, leaving me, my confused brain, and my. confused heart frustrated in more than one way.
Goddamn I am so fucking proud of this chapter. It reminds me so much of when I first started this book and only just came up with the idea of all of my favorites in a house together. That was the best, having seven chapters left instead of needing one to update for the day. But don't worry, something's going to happen and I'm frustrated because even if I say that I don't want to spoil anything it's going to get you guys started but I just can't say anything other than don't worry I'll be updating more soon :3