(10) Bathtub Problems

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• May •

Mack was sitting next to Sam, Mia was cuddled up with Cam, Nash was sitting next to me, and Taylor and JC we're sitting alone, on their phones.

The movie started. "So you really like me?" I whispered to Nash. "Yeah." He answered. He put my hand in his, and I put my head on his shoulder.

When the movie was over, I looked at my friends and Mia was hiding in a blanket. THAT MOVIE WAS SCARY ASF. Only Mack and I could handle it. "Aw, what happened?" I asked Mia, teasing. "Shutup May. THAT MOVIE WAS SCARY ASF." I told her. "Stop talking like your texting. Its weird." "Not as weird as your weave." I snorted. Mia just flipped me off and settled in to go to sleep.

"What time is it?" Taylor asked. "Um, wow, it's almost one in the morning." Nash answered him. "We'd better be going." JC, Mack, Mia, Sam, and Cam said. "Are you staying?" Mack asked. "Yeah, my parents won't be home so I'd be home alone." I said lying, and rubbing my eyes.

"Ok. Now don't get crazy." Mack told me, laughing and waving as she closed the door.

As the door slammed Nash looked at me. He raised his eyebrow. "Where are your parents?" He asked. "At home." I said, smirking. "But you said- OHHHHH. Wait. What?"

"I just wanted to stay without them giving me a hard time." I shrugged. "Mk." He said, yawning. I checked the time on my phone. It was 1:04 a.m. "God it's late." I said, "So goodnight I guess?. I pecked him on the cheek, (DAMMIT. IM A BIRD AGAIN.) and settled on the couch. "Um, you don't have to sleep on the couch...." Nash said, blushing. He needs to stop blushing. I'm going to call him fairy princess now. Nah, I'm just playin. Its freaking cute as hell. Because hell is cute am I right? "Um where the freak do you want me to sleep?" I sarcastically said, knowing where he wanted me to sleep.

In the bathtub obviously.

"GET OUT AND SLEEP OUTSIDE. I DONT WANT YOU IN MY HOUSE." he yelled. I cried and cried until I died.

Hey that rhymed.

Nah. THAT didn't happen.

"You can sleep with me... I mean... If you want..." He stammered. "What? SERIOUSLY. We just met! Oh gosh darn it! Sure." I said, hiding my smile. I walked to his room with him, and flopped on his bed. "Night." I told him, kissing his cheek. "Goodnight." He smiled, returning the kiss. Praise the sweet baby jesus himself we aren't pigs or birds anymore.

As I closed my eyes, his back was to me, so I wrapped my arms around his torso. "Wanna go eat out for breakfast?" He suddenly asked. "Hm?" I groaned. "Yeah, sure." I answered.

Then sleep hit me harder then that bus hit Regina George.

When I woke up, I checked Nash's alarm clock. It read: 5:48 a.m. Oh god I'm so tired. I guess i'll just get ready since i'm up. Ugh.

I found the bathroom and ran the tub. As I got in the tub I found some Barbie princess bubble bath. YASSSSS. Must be his little sister's. Oh my god, Skylynn was the cutest.

One time, I was watching this one show "Really Stupid Things, Really Stupid People Do." I FREAKING LOVE THAT SHOW.

On one episode, this one guy died in the tub, because he got his toe stuck in the faucet. No one heard him yelling and he died. How could someone get their toe stuck?

I shall test this out for myself...

I put my toe in the faucet, and tried pulling it out. Its stuck. ITS STUCK. SWEET BABY MOSES IM GOING TO DIE IN THE TUB. DAMMIT. THE SECOND DAY I HAVE A BOYFRIEND TOO.

I spotted my phone on the sink and saw a sweatshirt on the floor. Must be Nash's. I tried using it as a lasso, but instead of helping, my phone fell on the floor. "DAMMIT." I yelled. I reached and put on Nash's sweatshirt, and got my phone. I didn't have Nash's phone so I texted Mia.

Me: Shoe

Me: shoe

Me: shoe

Me: wake up

Me: i got my toe stuck in the faucet.

Me: I s2g mia

Me: wake up

Me: I'm dying

Me: SHOE WAKE UP

Then my phone died, so I went to my last resort. "NASHHHHHHH." I yelled about 20 times.

On the 182,938 time Nash walked in, rubbing his eyes. "What Rose. Its freaking 10:39 a.m."

ITS BEEN ABOUT FOUR HOURS?!

"What the fu-" He got cut off, well, because I burst into tears. "NASH I WAS BEING STUPID AND COPYING A SHOW AND NOW MY TOES STUCK IN THE DAMN FAUCET AND NOW IM GOING TO DIE IN THE TUB AND I RUINED OUR BREAKFAST/FIRST DATE." I cried. Oh my god. I'm so pathetic. Why May. Why? Stop being a shoe.

"Um. Hold on.." He ran out, and came back in with a box of cold pizza. "Its okay May. We'll have our breakfast date right here." He smiled. "Okay this is literally the weirdest and worst first date. Like if we ever get married, and have kids they'll be all like; DADDY? WHAT WAS YOUR FIRST DATE WITH MOMMY LIKE? and you'll be like; well, your mom was being a retard and got her toe stuck in a faucet and ruined our real first date. But really you're the bestest." I smiled.

"Aw. I know. And by the way, Mia's right. You're freaking weird." He gushed, kissing my forehead. "Shut Up." I said punching his shoulder. "Get your nasty ass lips off my forehead. I bet you probably have Ebola." "Rude. Anyway, I called someone to help you take your toe out of that faucet." He said, taking a bite out his pizza. As if on que, the guy for my toe crisis walked in.

"Shouldn't you knock?!" I questioned the guy. "Whatever." He shrugged. I looked at Nash wide-eyed. He shrugged.

The guy powered his saw. "Thanks for all this Nash." I said smiling at him. "No problem. Anything for you baby." He smiled leaning in. I almost died right there.

"Aw. Yall so sweet. Now kiss if your gonna. This is gonna be loud." He informed us. Nash and I shrugged, and we kissed. "Aw. Now holla if I cut into bone." He told me, with a legit ament straight face. I looked at Nash, which he shrugged.

Damn you boys and your careless non logical ways.
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Okay as you can see, that was inspired by an iCarly episode. So next chap imma skip head like 2 or 1 yrs. and if you dont get the 'shoe' joke; what are the last 3 letters of shoe? I thought it'd be funnier than actually saying hoe.

Changed rose's name to may so sorry for any confusion.

ONE MORE DAMN READ TILL I GET 1k THEN I'LL GIVE YOU TAYLOR SWIFTS MAIL ADDRESS. Jk im lying. it'll be fivesause's.

yall nasty - nandozbabesxx

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