A Notch in Her Heart (A Pierce the Veil Fanfiction)

XXVI

Tony's POV

Anne was hovering over me, staring in my eyes. We weren't quite back together. Everyone says we are but we really aren't. We act like it but for the time being, it would have to remain complicatedly uncomplicated.

"Gotcha, Tony." She pulled her lips into a cute little smirk and held her hands firm against the floor on either side of my head. We were laying like this because for a few days now, we've been going at it with a little friendly competition.

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"Hey, Anne!" I yelled to the girl with the pink streaks. She was in the other room and I held a large bed sheet in my hands, ready to attack.

"Tony, where are you!?"

"In the other room, come here!" I flattened myself against the wall and watched her walk by me. I snuck up behind her, slowly raising the sheet, ready to pounce.

"What the he-" I cut off her muttering by throwing the sheet over her body and wrapping my arms around her flailing limbs. Having constricted her body, I was able to drag her down to the floor, flip the sheet off her head, and pin her arms to the ground. I grinned above her and she feigned anger.

"Tony why did you do that!?" I grinned triumphantly at her and she tried to move her arms but I wouldn't let her go that easy.

"Gotcha."

"Tony, let me go!" She giggled her words out and I shook my head at her.

"What, no kiss?" She narrowed her eyes at me and stuck her tongue out like a child would. I happily accepted this as an invitation to kiss her and leaned in as she smiled up at me.

"Hey guys, I was jus - Okay, never mind." Mike walked in the room and left just as quick. I rolled my eyes and got up off Anne before helping her up.

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That night, I was getting ready for bed like any other night. It was a simple task that usually never took too long to finish. as I rummaged through my drawers for a shirt to wear, I was tackled down onto the mattress. Anne's face was centimeters from mine and I could feel her breath on my face. I noticed the familiar feeling of the soft skin of her stomach on mine.

We stayed there for a minute, not talking, not moving, just breathing. After that minute, she spoke.

"Gotcha." My face broke out into a smile and we laughed. Her hands went from pinning my shoulders to the bed to pushing herself off me and she stood in front of me. I sat up from my spot and shyly looked away.

"Anne, where exactly are your clothes?" I nervously rubbed at the back of my neck and she let out a nervous chuckle.

"Oh yeah, I just got out the shower. When I came in here and saw you, I remembered I needed to exact my revenge." I could just hear the smirk in her voice mixing with the nervousness of letting her body out.

My eyes flicked over to her face and I saw the light blush creeping to her cheeks. My eyes couldn't help but roam the rest of her body and she was just so... perfect.

"Well stop looking!" She defensively wrapped her arms around her body and snatched up the shirt I was gonna wear.

"Hey, that's my shirt!" She shrugged her shoulders like she didn't care and leaned against her dresser. I rolled my eyes, secretly happy, and went to dig for a new one.

"Nooooooo!" Anne whined and pulled at one of my arms until I was completely out of my drawer and facing her. She was taller than the rest of the girls, but still reached to about the bottom of my forehead. She clutched me close to her and leaned her head on my shoulder. My arms wrapped around her back and I swayed lightly, knowing she was tired.