Mine, Mine, and Mine. (HIATUS)

Chapter 5

MICHAEL

"Let's take some action." Grayson said stalking towards me.

"Nah I'm good." I plopped myself onto my bed.

I closed my eyes and bobbed my head to the jams intending to ignore Grayson. Then I felt my bed dip. I crossed my arms and legs. I felt Grayson slide up on the bed beside me. I swear to the Moon Goddess if he try's somethi-

"I really am sorry." He said in a small voice.

His voice so quiet that I wouldn't have heard him if my sense weren't heightened. My door cracked open revealing Mason and Jason. "We're sorry too." Jason said stepping in the room.

"Especially me, I should've controlled myself better." Mason lowered his had.

"It's fine guys, I can't stay mad at my best friends." I shook my head. "We're practically brothers, you guys know me better than this."

"Soooo... forgiven?" Mason said with hopeful eyes.

"Of course."

I barely took a breath after my words before I was attacked. Grayson wrapped him self around my left side. Mason flung himself onto my legs while hugging them, the top of his head lightly pressing into my stomach. Jason flanked my right side mirroring Gray's position.

"Well then, might as well just say fuck having legs with your gigantic ass laying on them." I wiggled underneath Mason.

"Hey! Don't be mean, I'm as light as a feather." He smirked and pinched my thigh.

"Oh yeah yeah and water grows on trees." Grayson said rolling his eyes.

We all stopped and looked at Gray. Then we looked at one another and busted out laughing.

"That makes no since dumbass." Jason said chuckling.

"Oh damn, that sounded so dumb you made the angel, Jason himself curse." I laughed.

"Even I'm not that dumb" Mason shook his head laughing.

"Guys it wasn't suppose to make since. It wasn't even that funny." Grayson whined like the big baby his is.

"Exactly. It wasn't funny but, it was so dumb we can't help but laugh." I said ruffling Grayson's hair. I then turned to Mason. "Now thot be gone, I know the foods ready, I can smell it." I wiggled my legs under Masons heavy body.

"Don't-" he groaned.

Did I knee him in the gut or something? "Mason I suggest you get up to avoid further damage." I struggled harder under him trying to free my legs.

"Mikey I don't think you should continue that." Jason advised.

"Well get his ass off me, I'm hungry." I didn't stop moving my legs.

I heard Masons breath grow heavier. Did I really hurt him that bad? "You o- shit! Mason what the hell."

His hips jerked against my leg. He lifted his head and his eyes were darker and glazed. He had been biting his lip so hard that he drew blood.

"Oh, fuck." He groaned and laid his head down right on my crotch.

Masons face, was in my crotch.