"Can we go to bed now?" I asked Tal after we had spent the rest of the afternoon and most of the night laughing at his social's and making stories for the one's we could come up with stories for. By the time we had gotten through hours worth of scrolling, I was famished.
"Sure..as long as it's in the bedroom and on the bed, or the floor. Anything but the couch!!" I laughed at him until he stood up and grabbed my phone from my lap.
"What are you doing?" I asked, jumping up to grab it back.
"I'm plugging it in to charge."
"I can do that myself, besides, do you even know where my charger is?"
"Your suitcase?"
"Maybe." He wasted no time in running to my suitcase and digging around in the front pouch before I could get to him. By the time I did, he was holding up the charger in victory, dancing around the room.
"I GOT IT! I GOT IT! I GOT IT!" I laughed, rushing towards him. Every time I got close, he would move away.
"GIVE THAT BACK!" I laughed, hearing him laughing along with me. I rushed up to him from behind and wrapped my arms around his torso and wrapped my legs around his waist, tucking my feet into his thighs.
"HEY!" He shouted, spinning around and trying to fling me onto the bed.
"Hey is for horses." I told him, laughing even harder which wasn't helping me focus on my grip so I wouldn't fly off.
"Well then, I guess I'm a horse then!" He began laughing even harder too. I released him, falling onto the bed in a fit of laughter.
"It...hurts...so...bad!" I struggled to get out through my laughing. I couldn't stop and my stomach was starting to ache. I hadn't had a good laugh in so long. Tal lay down and joined me, both of us in a fit of laughter. When we finally calmed down about 20 minutes later, both of our stomachs aching, Tal plugged our chargers into the outlet and plugged our phones into their respectable chargers. He went over to his suitcase, dug around for about a minute, and walked into the bathroom. I watched, finally realizing that he was changing for bed. I stood up and walked over to my own suitcase, grabbed something comfortable, and waited outside the door for Tal.
Not even 2 minutes later he emerged, jumping at the fact that I was right in front of the door.
"Jumpy much?" I said, sliding past him to get into the bathroom.
"Well, I wasn't expecting you to be standing right there." He said as I shut the door. I changed into this:
I let my hair down and brushed my teeth. When I was done, I stalked back into the room, hoping for another chance to scare Tal. Sadly, he was laying on the bed, trying to cover up with the blankets.
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Bullied (A Tal Fishman Fanfiction)
FanfictionEva has been bullied by Tal Fishman for 5 years, and her family was burned in a house fire when she was 9. They were all at a reunion...except Eva. She now lives at an orphanage run by the Cooper's, Carmen and Erik, who couldn't care less about h...