Alright, alright, alright! I'm on a role! This is pretty good! Let me keep it up! :D Woo! Although I'm not happy about how long they are, it will just take time to get them going longer, right? Tell me what you think? What should I add? What do you want to hear? ;] :3 Meo-out!
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Cara’s P.O.V
Oh, God! That’s just- oh, God! How can Matt joke about that!
Blushing like crazy, I hit Matt across the chest. “Matt! Just- ew! It’s enough when it’s coming from her, but you?! Just-”
Laughing, Matt stammered out, “Oh, God! Your face! Hahaha!”
Blushing deeper, I pulled my bangs in front of my face and looked the other way. It’s not like I’m even interested in sex! I want to wait until marriage, at least! Although, I wouldn’t mind…
No, don’t think, Cara. Don’t even talk to myself… Like I am right now. Well, I’m done!
Matt walked into the kitchen area, grabbing a water, and throwing one towards Josh, rambling about their new album which will be released sometime soon. While they were doing so, Josh shimmied over to my side. I only know this because I felt the couch move, and he was in my peripheral vision. Haha.
Keeping my eyes on the television, I tried occupying my mind with something else. The charity concert is tomorrow, isn’t it? How are the guys dealing with me not texting them right now? I’ll see them soon.
Tapping my fingers against the chair arm, I looked over at Josh, as he animatedly spoke about their single, Fall Out.
“Yeah, I’m hoping for a lot of fucking explosions.”
“Why, maybe I don’t want explosions!” Matt argued back.
“I do! I’m the lead singer, so I get the first choice!”
“I’m the boyfriend, I get the first say!”
“The- what?! Matt, stop it! You aren’t my boyfriend!”
“I just said the boyfriend, not your boyfriend!” Matt responded, laughing.
After hearing Mike and Ian chuckle, I got up and sat on the coffee table set in the centre of the couches. I looked at Ian and Mike, and smiled, waving enthusiastically. Responding with a laugh, I started making gestures as to how Josh and Matt were arguing like a married couple, using my hands as each sentence was spoken, putting my finger in my mouth- gagging at their pitiful argument. Before I knew it, their fighting stopped, but I kept on going.
“Cara…”
I stopped moving my hands, and slowly turned around, looking Josh dead in the eyes.
“Um, hi?” I gave a sheepish smile.
“What were you doing?” Josh asked, a devious shine in his eyes. The same shine Matt had in his.
“Nothing…”
“Oh, no. It’s not nothing, Cara. Tell us!” Matt smiled wickedly.
“No. Never! Never shall I ever! I shan’t! I won’t! I-”
“You hold her, I’ll tickle!”
Josh tackled me to the ground as Matt started tickling me. I kicked my feet up, gasping for breath as I let giggles out. “St-stop it! Ple-ease!”
“No! Never! You are our prisoner! Tell us what ye’ hands were doing!” Matt semi-hollered in a pirates voice.
“Never! I shall never tell my secrets! I shall not betray thy hands!” I managed to cough out.
“Well, Matt-y! You know what we must do!” Josh smiled down at me, his teeth showing, as he picked me up in his arms.
“What’re you doing with me! Put me down!” I kicked my feet, lashed my arms out, and hollered for Mike or Ian to help me, as Josh carried me over his shoulder.
“No, Cara! You’re on your own! Matt, Josh, want us to fill it?” Mike smiled at me, grinning like a Cheshire cat.
“Fill what?! Tell me! Ah!”
“Yes, my scallywag! Fill it, and fill it good!”
Laughing, Mike walked towards the stairs, looking at me, and winked.
“Dude, don’t wink at me! Help me! Please!”
He turned, then walked up the stairs laughing as Ian trailed him.
“Enjoy your time with them, Car.” Ian laughed out to me.
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A Game Well Played
Teen FictionCara is just the average teenage girl. She hangs with her friends and goes to concerts; but there's one problem. She's constantly running into Josh, the lead singer of Marianas Trench, and a huge flirt. Will Cara fall for his charm, or will she fal...
