"NASH IF YOU DON'T GIVE ME MY PHONE BACK RIGHT NOW I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" I yelled at my best friend.
"Come on tough guy." Nash teased.
I had been chasing him all around his house for 5 minutes already. I lost him for a minute until I saw the back door open. I slowly walked out the door hoping he wouldn't pop out and scare me. All of a sudden I felt freezing cold water soak my whole body.
"Oh you are so dead Nash Grier!" I said furiously.
"Oh nooooooo. Please don't hurt me!" He said sarcastically with a cocky smile plastered on his face.
I tackled him to the ground but Nash being way stronger than me soon took control and flipped me over pinning my wrists down. I struggled for a little bit and Nash said,
"You done yet?"
"Can I get my phone back yet?" I shot back.
"Yes." He said.
"Then yes."
He got off of me and pulled my phone out of his pants and handed it to me.
"Thank you." I said with a wide smile. "Now what am I gunna wear?"
He laughed and said, "Come on, I'll give you some of mine cry baby."
Nash ran into his house and grabbed me a towel and then we walked up to his room. He looked in his drawer for something and grabbed a pair of my shorts I had left here a long time ago and one of his tshirts and a hoodie.
"Thanks loser." I said before walking into the bathroom to change.
I quickly changed and dried my hair off. I walked out of the bathroom and into Nash's room and set my wet clothes in a pile on his floor. Nash looked at me from his bed and asked,
"Wanna watch a movie to kill time?"
"Is that even a question?" I said before sitting next to him on his bed.
"Comedy or scary?" He asked.
"Surprise me." I said while he scrolled through Netflix.
