Damage Control

Netflix and No Chill

"You will not utter a single word to anyone. Keep your mouth shut and your eyes on the T.V the entire time we're there." I demanded as Easton and I made out way up the steps of the porch. We had just pulled up to my house and were getting ready to have our 'girls night' as Easton liked to call it.

"So bossy." He replied as a mischievous smirk lined up on his face. He had a boyish twinkle illuminating across his eyes and I knew just by the look on his face that whatever I had just told him would be completely disregarded.

Why did I agree to this again?

I remained silent as I rummaged through my bag for my keys, before hearing the familiar jingle as I shoved the key into the door. As we walked inside, I noticed that the house was eerily silent despite seeing both Brandon and Avery's backpacks beside the doorway.

Shooting a quick text to Avery about their whereabouts, I slowly made my way into the living room where Easton had made himself comfortable. The snacks were all laid out on the coffee table and he was sprawled across the couch, his sock clad feet dangling off the sides. He shot me a grin as his eyes landed on me and I gave him a flat look as I moved his legs to the side and plopped down onto the couch.

"Geez, if you wanted to sit by me so bad you could've just asked. I don't mind." He teasingly said as he slung his arm around me. As he ran a hand through his soft brown locks, I tore his arm off me while crossing my arms across my chest.

Scoffing loudly, I ignored his comment as I leaned forward to grab the bag of Cheeto puffs along with the remote. As I munched on the chips, I began clicking through the array of Netflix movies and TV series. Just as I pushed another chip into my mouth, the remote was snatched out of my hand by the devil himself.

"Hey!" I protested with a mouth full of chips. He ignored me as his eyes remained glued to the T.V as he attempted to choose a movie.

"I call dibs on choosing the movie." He simply said as his eyes briefly made contact with mine. I could see a ghost of a smile lingering on his face as he ignored my burning glare on him.

He knew exactly what he was doing, and it was clearly done with the intent to irritate me.

Sometimes, I truly wished I could smack the smirk off him.

"You can't call dibs if I already had the remote." I hissed to him before lunging towards him on the other side of the couch. Easton barely had time to react before I was on top of him trying to grab the remote. As I struggled on top of him, he held the remote away from me whilst keeping a firm hand on my lower back to ensure I wouldn't topple off.

"Give it back, moron!" I screeched loudly as I pinched him repeatedly. I could hear him yelp each time his skin came in contact with my fingers and a feeling of joy surged through at the sound of his pain.

I was truly a sadist when it came to him.

The sound of my curses along with Easton's cries for help were so loud that we hadn't even noticed the new presence in the room.

"What the fuck?" Avery's voice said as she stared at us like we were the dumbest people she had ever seen. I felt my eyes go wide as we stared at each other silently before I lost my balance and fell off the couch, Easton following in suite.

I felt the breath nearly get knocked out of me as Easton's body landed on top of mine. I could feel myself wheezing from underneath him as he quickly got up, "Shit, sorry." He breathed as he picked himself up into a pushup position so that his weight was no longer on me. I remained silent and withered on the floor as I attempted to catch my breath, Easton's stare burning across my face.