Paige
"Stop!" I laughed as Chris tickled me. I screamed as he carried on. Chris laughed at me as he tickled me under my arms. I started wiggling around and then we both fell on the floor, Chris fell on top of me.
"Ow" We both laughed.
"Can you get off of me" I said as Chris stared at me. "Stop, you're freaking me out" I looked away from him.
"Why do you always do that?"
"What?" I asked him.
"Whenever I look in your eyes, you look away" I turned my head and looked at him.
"I don't know" I bit my lip, thoughtfully.
"You look so cute when you act shy" he said, smiling.
"I'm not acting shy, I am shy"
"Shy my ass" he chuckled.
"Chris" I said.
"Yeah"
"You really need to get off of me"
"Why?" he asked.
"Because...I can feel your boner" I tried not to laugh.
"See what you do to me" Chris laughed and then stood up. I stood up and then we both sat back down on his bed.
"Your bed's comfortable" I said, laying down.
"I know" Chris said, laying down beside me.
"Chris, can I ask you a question?"
"Yeah, go ahead" he turned to look at me.
"How come your parents are never home?" I asked him.
"Well my mom's always at work and my father...let's just say he's never really been there for me"
"Oh, your dad sounds like mine" I said, turning to him. We were now facing each other.
Chris sighed. "...When I was younger, I used to look up to my father so much; I used to think that I wanted to grow up and be like him. That soon changed when I got to about eleven. I was in my room, listening to music when all I heard was my mom screaming and crying. I quickly ran out of my room to see what was going on and when I walked into the living room, I saw my dad beating my mother almost to death" A tear fell from his eye. "I had to call the police on him but my mom did press charges. That's how scared he made him"
"I'm so sorry" I said, climbing on top of him. I leaned down and hugged him. He wrapped his arms around my waist. "My dad" I started, looking down at him. "My dad was never in my life...once he found out my mum was having another baby, he walked out of her life"
"He doesn't know what he's missed out on" Chris said, wiping the one tear that fell from my eye. He sat up, which made me straddle him, and pulled me into a tight hug.
"I've never spoken about my child hood to anyone" He mumbled in the crook of my neck.
"I feel special" I pulled away from the hug and kissed him. Chris wrapped his arms around my waist as I held onto both sides of his face with my hands. He slipped his tongue in my mouth as we kissed passionately.
"You're a good kisser" I said, smiling at him when we stopped kissing.
"So I've been told" he smiled.
"Shut up" I playfully hit his chest.
"I'm joking baby" He smiled widely, showing off his perfect teeth.
"Has anyone ever told you that you have perfect teeth" I wrapped my arms around his neck.
"Stop lying to me, I hate my teeth"
"Why, I love them" I bit my lip. "They're kinda sexy"
Chris laughed and then laid back. "I kind of like this position" he said, feeling on my butt.
I shook my head laughing. " I don't think my boyfriend would like this" I said, moving his hand.
"Girl please, you're single...not for long anyway"
"How do you know I don't have a boyfriend" I said, raising my eyebrow.
"Because, you wouldn't be here with me"
"But, we're just hanging out" I said, rubbing my hand up and down his chest.
"Just hanging out?" Chris raised his eyebrow.
"Yeah, as friends do"
"So, you're saying we're just friends" he asked me.
"I never said that" I smiled.
"But you implied it"
"But, I never said it" I chuckled.
"Girl, you play to much" he flipped us over so that he was on top.
He held down my hands and then leaned down. Before he could do anything, the door bell rang.
"Saved by the bell" I smiled at him. He shook his head smiling and then got off of me, walking out of the room. I climbed off of his bed, fixed my shirt and then walked out of Chris's room, walking down the stairs.
"Food's here" Chris held up three white plastic bags, smiling wide.
"Someone's happy"
"Damn right" he chuckled. We walked into the living room and then sat on his couch. Chris took out each food out of the bags, individually and placed them on the table in front of us.
"Ugh, I can't wait to dig into this food" Chris groaned.
"Hungry ass" I laughed.
