stuffing my face with the delicious breakfast made by ... umm.. i don't even know who made it for me. no one else is even in the kitchen. dropping my fork, i look around searching for anyone.
there's no one else in the kitchen with me.. but i have a weird feeling i am being watched.
i shrug it off.. if someone is watching me, the boys will hear my scream and rush to my side.
i dig back into my pancakes, when i suddenly hear faint ticking. is that a-
BOOM!
my pancakes explode in my face, getting everywhere.
"AHHHH!" my high pitched scream echoes through the house.
i hear a stiffled laugh and i snap my head back to see nash and taylor peering around the door frame with evil smirks on their faces.
"you jerks!" i scream, lunging at them.
they both scream and try to run but i'm too fast and i land on them and pin them on the floor. i bring my face close to taylor's and wipe some of the wipcream in his hair and on his forehead. "NOT THE HAAAAIIIIIRRRRR!!!!!" he screams.
"that's what you get!" i say then glare at nash. "i should've known better than to eat anonymous food sitting on the counter calling my name.. especially when you two are in this house"
i bring my face close to nash's and wipe the remaining exploded food all over his face. he even begins licking my face. "ewwww!" i pull my face away from his and grab his shirt, using it to wipe his slobber off my face.
"you should know better than to pin me to the floor" he says with an evil grin.
"wha-" he spins our bodies, freeing taylor but trapping me. him now on top of me.
taylor gets off the ground and starts running while screaming, "FINALLYY! FREE AT LAST!"
i laugh at him and nash lets ot a small chuckle.
he pins my arms down with his hands and traps my legs with his. "you still have some on your face" he says before leaning down and licking my face clean.
i giggle at the way it tickles. when my face is licked clean he gets off me and helps me up.
"that wasn't very nice, what you did" i say dusting myself off. "i just took a shower"
see, i knew something icky was going to happen. now my face is all sticky from nash's slobber. i wipe at my face with the sleeve of my sweater and he chuckles.
"no reason, just bored"
i groan and playfully push him. he pushes me back.. but a little too hard. i fall to the ground landing on my side. i groan from the pain shooting up my hip and shoulder. "oh jess. i'm sorry. i didn't mean to push you that hard" nash picks me up and i lay deffenssless in his arms with his holding me to his chest. he carries me to the living room where every one else is finishing the movie that we all fell asleep to last night and never finished it. 'insidious 2'
nash lays me down on the couch, purposely putting distance between me and jack. i huff and look at jack. his eyes are too focused on the flatscreen screwed to the wall to notice.
nash sits in between us and i sigh. this is scary and if i can't cuddle with jack.. might as well cling to nash. i curl up to his side and he protectively puts his arm around my shoulders.
i guess jack finally noticed my absence and he looked around. when he saw me cuddling with nash there was jealousy laced in his eyes. i would have climbed over nash and curled up in jack's lap.. but i'm too comfy and i don't want to move. i shrug at him and he slowly looks away from us, his jaw clenching.
