Fun with Kivan

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We got to Kian's house and went to the movie room. We sat down and put in Mario Kart on the big tv. Ivan would tickle me when I would get in front of him. My squeals and shrieks of laughter filled the room. Kian laughed harder than I did. I smiled at his laughs and snuggled up into their laps. "I love both of you so much." They both smiled widely.

A bit later on, I decided to make dinner and I set the table. I finished cooking and put it on the table and called the guys for dinner. I smiled as they sat down. We ate and talked. "So, when are you planning to go back to L.A.?" "Well, it's really up to Kian. I'd stay here as long as you wanted me to but it isn't my house." "Kian cam he please stay a while?" Kian bit his lip and nodded. "He seems like a good guy so I have no problem with it."

I showed Ivan to his bedroom and took his stuff up. "It's really great that you're here." He nodded. "I'm happy to be here with you. You've been my best friend for as long as I can remember." I smiled and hugged him. He picked me up and squeezed me. "My fairy princess." I giggled as he twirled me.

I walked downstairs with Ivan. Ivan grabbed me and carried me down the stairs. I smiled and he set me down in front of Kian. "I don't think I've seen you this happy." I giggled at what Kian said and ran around the house. "You and Ivan make me so happy." I giggled and ran into Kian's arms. He grabbed my and tickled me. "My angel."

The next day, we all went out for lunch and to mini golf. Ivan confused the cashier with his Spanish accent for like ten minutes. God was it funny. We kept laughing in the background while fans of both Ivan and Kian crowded around. I tried to hide myself from the hateful comments being made. Kian kissed my head and we went to the course.

On the third hole, I hit my ball too hard and it went flying and hit Ivan in the ass. "Mierda!" I giggled. It was so funny and cute when he yelled fuck and other swear words in Spanish. I loved Ivan so damn much

He got his revenge later. It was the eighth hole. Ivan was putting and 'accidentally' hit his way too hard and it hit my glasses and bounced off and hit Kian in the crotch. Kian wasn't phased. I laughed and tried to tackle Ivan, but I didn't win.

We went home and chilled out on the couch. It'd been a really fun day and I looked forward to what tomorrow would bring.

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