This is the first fanfiction I had ever written. Please cut 13-year-old me some slack... lmao. Yes, this book is cringey. I would actually advise you NOT to read this series. But nevertheless, I am keeping these stories up because it shows that all...
I open my eyes to a cloudy day. The clouds are dark and dreary. Something straight out of a dystopian movie. I sigh, rubbing my eyes. I quickly take a shower and get dressed for work. Once I'm done I go to the door and open it, all I see is snow. It's a good thing I have a lot of food in the house, because I have no clue how long I am going to be stuck here. Uh-oh, It then dawns on me that Chris and Hannah are still over here. They spent the night. I press my lips into a firm line, closing the door as to not allow more icy air into the otherwise cozy house.
I go upstairs and enter the guest room, seeing Hannah hugging the extra pillow tightly. I smile fondly before resting my palms against her shoulder and gently rocking her back and forth. She jerks awake and looks around, her fist flying towards me. I swiftly duck away from her wrath and she meets my eyes, immediately calming down. She sighs, sitting up and yawning as she scratches her head.
"What time is it?" She queries, raising her arms above her head as she stretches her limbs. Her hair is an absolute mess. She's a very ungraceful sleeper. Just like myself.
"Around 7:30." I answer, standing from my crouched position. I toss her an oversized t-shirt of mine and a pair of basketball shorts. "If you wanna take a shower, the guest bathroom's yours. Chris can just use mine." I tell her, causing her to smile. She wiggles her eyebrows in a suggestive manner, causing me to laugh.
"It's not like that, Hannah. I've already showered this morning, and Chris isn't even awake." I tell her. She frowns.
"You two need to just do it already." She sighs. I purse my lips, shoving my hands into the pockets of my basketball shorts.
"Hannah..." I trail, trying to think of different excuses as to why Chris and I shouldn't.
"Hun, you don't have to tell me anything. I understand that everyone and everything has their own timing for things. And that's okay. I'm just sharing my opinion." She chuckles, patting me on the back as she hops around, yanking the pair of shorts up and over her butt. She flicks the oversized t-shirt down and over the rim of the shorts when she has them on, making the bed she's slept in.
"Oh, by the way... snow's pretty bad. I don't think you'll be able to leave today." I tell her. She nods in response and I make my way to my room where Chris is still passed out in my bed.
I crawl onto my bed, hovering over Chris' sleeping figure. His dark lashes flutter against his cheeks as he begins to open his eyes. I smile when he meets my gaze with his own and he returns the gesture. I begin to crawl off, when he grips my wrists and pulls me closer to him. His lips crash onto mine and I widen my eyes at the intensity of the kiss. His right palm caresses my cheek gently as he presses his soft lips against mine. His thumb rubs gentle circles against my cheekbone, causing tingles to spread throughout the left side of my face.
"I like you." He whispers affectionately, making me smile. I sigh, our lips grazing each other's.
"I like you too, Chris." I whisper back just as affectionately.
I pull back, staring into his eyes for a couple seconds before pulling away completely. I feel cold at the loss of his arms around me, but ignore the feeling, crawling off of the bed. "Get ready. Hannah's showering and I've already made us all breakfast. Also, snow's pretty bad. Might wanna take a rain check on going anywhere." I tell him. He smiles and nods.
"Alright. What do we do in the meantime?" He queries, slipping his hoodie back on along with his white skinny jeans. I smile.
"I have no idea." I respond, going downstairs with him right next to me.
We go to the couch and sit down, not knowing what to do. After about five minutes we are still sitting there. One of us should probably say something...
"So what do we do..." I murmur, gazing off into space. I feel Chris sling a leg around my waist, as he's straddling me again. I gulp, thinking about what we had started yesterday when Hannah rang the doorbell.
"How long do you think we have until she's done with her shower?" He asks, running his index finger along my jawline.
I hear her footsteps I smirk. "Too late, love. She's already done." I chuckle devilishly as I shove him off of me.
"Hey guys!" She says, sitting between us. Thank god. He needs to get his hormones into check. I think, crossing my arms.
"Hey." We both replied at the same time.
"Jinx!" We say at the same time again.
We watch some movies and play some video games for a while and eventually I decide to at least try to get out of the house.
I go to the door and open it, getting a shovel and poking through the snow. I finally get a path to the, what I think is the road. I hope I'm correct... maybe...
"Okay guys! We can get out of the house finally!" I yell to them.
I don't hear an answer so I turn back around and go back inside. They are asleep.
"Okay then." I chuckle, snapping a few photos of Hannah laying her head on Chris' shoulder as the two of them sleep. I rush upstairs, placing my phone onto my nightstand before plopping down into my comfy bed. Ah. Nice serene alone time. Finally, some sleep.
...*...
I wake up to my phone making a *ding* noise.
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I turn my phone off and go downstairs, once downstairs I gently shake Mello awake. Once he's awake I make him some dinner and we sit at my light grey wooden table and eat the sandwiches I made.
"I don't get how you make these so good!" Chris says.
"They're just sandwiches." I say, chuckling a little.
"No, they're better than subway." He laughs.
"Well, thank you." I reply, finishing my sandwiches.
Once we finish eating sandwiches Mello has to go record music, so I just decide to go back to my bedroom and study some more on random things that interest me.
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Hey guys! I know this chapter is short, and I'm sorry about that! I have been busy with stuff so... I'm trying to update as much as possible! Thank you all for reading and I love you all! The part about Hannah messing up the kiss was UnOfficialBlurryFace's idea. Thank you for that wonderful request! If anyone else wants to request something (no matter how crazy) I will try to include it with a chapter.
