10. Mac n Cheese

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*Your POV*

I decided to cook something for Thomas and James before they got home from the meeting. I quickly whipped up some cake, iced it with purple, I know Thomas loves France, so I decorated it with the French flag on top. I sprinkled some sprinkles and little hint of sugar. Then I went out and I bought some really good French wine and then I put the cake in the fridge.
I started to cook some macaroni cause whoever doesn't like Mac and cheese is crazy...plus I read in Thomas' "journal" it's totally a diary.. That he likes Mac and cheese a lot. I put it in the oven and hummed to myself, then pulling my pants up. James' pants don't fit me all that well...
~Lovely Timskips~
I take the Mac and cheese out the oven just as Thomas and James walked in the door. I smile sweetly and hold the pan up. "I made dinner~!" I let out a small giggle. Thomas' face lit up immediately as he ran over and snatched the pan from me and then dropped it. When he looked at me, something in my stomach, my chest, fluttered. I kept a straight, serious face...
For about 2 seconds...
Then we both just busted out laughing.
James looked so confused which made us laugh even harder. I had to lean on Thomas so that I didn't fall down. "Why're you guys laughing?! That's just another mess for me to pick up!" James groaned.
Thomas wiped tears from his eyes and covered his mouth, "I'm sorry Jam Jam-"
"Jam Jam?!" I snorted and decided to let myself fall backwards, laughing harder. James' face turned red as he stormed up the stairs.
~ After laughing and stuff ~
Thomas sighed and grabbed the broom. "I can't believe I dropped it.." He huffed and started to sweep up the mess. I giggled. "Next time don't get so excited." I leaned on the wall.
"It was Mac and cheese."
"You spilled it."
He let out a miserable whine. "I know.."
I stretched, feeling my shirt rise as I did. I looked at the tv. "What movies do you have?" I walked into the living room. Thomas shrugged. "French romances, action movies...most of them in French."
"That's boring."
"How about the Titanic?"
"That's so sappy."
"Make more Mac and cheese?"
"I'd need to go to the store."
"Boo."
"Just come with me lazy."
"Get a belt on."
"Why?"
"Cause I don't want your butt showing in front of me."
"Pssssssh..."
"I'm serious."
"Are you?" I pulled my pants up.
He shook his head. "Pft no. But I'm not a perv."

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