The Little Lies I Love (Completed)

Chapter 9: Very "appealing" Jokes

     "REEEEEE!" I scream as I throw flour into Adams face. Okay- you're probably wondering one of two things:
   1. How did this start?
   2. Did you seriously just yell "Reee!?"

   First off, yes. I did just yell Reee and I am not ashamed of my choice of sounds I make. Secondly, when you decide to put two millinials in a kitchen together with eggs, and flour, you're basically asking for chaos. Especially if one of those mellinials is me.

So here I stand in the middle of a war zone, a sticky mess in all of my egg-ified glory, with a flour-covered Adam standing before me, somehow still looking smoking hot despite being covered in flour.

"Oh, you did not just do that." He scoffed playfully.

"You started it!" I stick my tongue out, trying to surpress my smile but failing miserably.

     After more egg throwing and flour tossing our laughter dies down and Adam gives me a dead-panned look, "We need to clean this up." He says in a "matter of fact" tone.

      "Fine." I sigh.

                          ~~~~~
     "Wanna hear a story?" I ask. We had been cleaning up the kitchen in silence, which I decided to break.

     "Sure." Adam replies while scrubbing butter off of the counter top.

     "One day, this man hobbles into an ice cream parlor crouching down and groaning," I began, "He slowly makes His was to the counter top and once he's there a young lady behind the counter asks, 'What do you want to order?'
'Banana split' the man replies, still groaning. 'Crushed nuts?' The lady asks.
'No, arthritis.' The man replies." I finish the story and it takes Adam a few seconds to process the story before he barks out in laughter.

     He continues laughing, dramatically slapping his knee and wiping a fake tear from his eye.

     "Good one, now it's my turn to tell you a story." He says mischievously.

  "Alright." I say.

     "Two young guys are walking along the street having a discussion about girls," he began,
The first guy says, 'Girls just don't seem to be attracted to me.'
The second guy asks, 'What do you mean?'
The first guy replies, 'Well sure, there's lots of really cute girls around. But they never even give me a second look.'
The second guy says, 'We can easily fix that! Just take a banana and put it in your pants.'
'A banana?' asks the first guy, all confused.
The second guy says, 'Yeah. Girls will go crazy for you.'
So the first guy returns the next day with a banana stuck down his pants. All the girls notice all right, but they all just giggle and laugh uncontrollably leaving him humiliated. They're laughing so much none of them can take the time to explain to him what they're laughing about.
So the guy rushes over to the second guy's house to complain about what he felt was a joke he'd played on him, recounting on the way how everybody on the beach, girls and guys both, had laughed at him.
When he gets to his friend's house, his friend asks 'Did you put the banana in your pants?'
'Yeah, see,' the first guy replies, turning around to show the banana's bulge smack in the middle of the back of his pants."

    I broke out in uncontrollable laughter after Adam finished his rant.

     "Alright, I have to admit, that was pretty good."

"You know what's even better than my stories?" Adam asked, his mischievous smirk growing larger.

"Nothing." I deadpanned.

"Wrong." His smirk grew impossibly larger as he starting slowly walking towards me, I took a few steps back out of instinct but before I knew it my back was pressed against the island counter, stopping me from creating anymore distance between Adam and I.

He pressed his body up against mine, leaning his head down so close that if I moved forward one more inch our noses would be touching.

"My kisses are even better than my stories."

"I find that hard to believe." I breath out, my heart racing one hundred miles and hour, my stomach filling with butterflies at our close proximity.

"Then why don't we find out?" And before I knew it his soft lips were pressed up against mine. It. Was. Awesome. I kissed back, obviously, our lips molding together perfectly. I wrapped my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. He lifted me up and set me on the countertop, his lips not leaving mine.

After a few glorious moments we both pulled apart simultaneously, out of breath.

"Admit it Chelsea, you've fallen for me in a day, despite how you got here, you don't regret meeting me."

"Yeah but you fell for me in a second so I'd say you've got nothing on me."