Chapter 13
"Red lorry, yellow lorry. Red lorry, yellow lorry" I chanted faster and faster until "Red lolly, yellow lolly" argh! Me and Chase laughed as we sat on the couch, cross-legged and facing one another.
"Okay, my turn again." Chase chuckled, he took a dramatically deep breath "Red lorry, Yellow lorry. Red lorry, yellow lorry. Red lorry, yellow lorry. Red lorry, yellow lorry!" we had been doing this for half an hour an at the moment I was winning.
"Red lorry, yellow lolly! No! How do you do that so well C?" He whined in defeat. I got up of the couch and did my victory dance, whilst Chase just laughed "Carry on and you'll have it raining!" Cheek! I stopped dancing and jumped on him, allowing all my weight to crush him.
"Your a feather C, ain't no way that hurt." He chuckled, I'd landed right on his lap. Fail. I hugged him and he hugged me back. Ha ha ha! I licked his cheek and scurried out of the living room at the speed of light.
I'd reached the top of the stairs before he'd realised. "Eww! Courtney! That's gross! And I'm a guy!" I heard him run after me and I darted into the towel cupboard. It was surprisingly comfortable to say the shelves were wooden, I snuggled into the stacks of towels. This was now; Ultimate hide and seek. If I'm caught I'm dead!
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Chase has checked every room; under every bed, in every cupboard and behind every door he opened... There was no me. I chuckled as Chase's frustration grew. "Where the heck are you?!?" He bellowed. I laughed quietly. The door swung open and I darted to the back covering myself with a towel. "Too late C, now come out." Crap!
I crawled out, managing to fall as I did so. Thump! "Ouch! What was that for?" Chase cried, rubbing his shin. "Letting me fall." Thump! "What did I do now!?!" He exclaimed incredulous. "Not offering to help me up." I stated before standing.
I skipped down the stairs, yes! He's forgotten about me licking him! He followed me in silence. We entered the back garden, it's got cold out. "I haven't forgotten like you think C." He smirked, damn! "I'm sorry, what do I have to do? Just don't hurt me..?" I batted my eyelids and smiled sweetly at him. His smirk grew and his eyes began to shine with mischief...
My mouth hung open and I was beet red at his next words...
"Kiss me."
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Hating The Bad Boy (ON HOLD)
Teen FictionShe's Courtney. Just Courtney. Disowned, Disregarded and Displaced in her own family. They were the perfect family; handsome well paid father, beauty queen mother, A* graded siblings and then there was... Courtney.
