"Why are we outside!" Jaxter yells out , trying to be heard of the thunderstorm. His dirty blonde hair sticking to his face.
I looked up at him and say, "You were bored! Now be unbored!" I danced in the rain and smiled.
He rolled his eyes and smiles back at me. He runs back inside and comes back with a soccer ball in his hands. "WANT TO PLAY!?" He calls out, holding the ball in the air.
I nod in agreement and say, "Sure! But to be fair, I kick some major ass when I play soccer."
He sets down the ball and says, "We'll see about that." He kicks it, the ball soaring through the rainy air.
I watched in amazement as it lands a couple of inches away from me. I realized that he was charging after the ball, so I ran towards it. Trying not to fall on the wet grassy ground, I was the first one to the ball and kick it away from Jaxter's grasp. I kept on kicking it to his side and he tries to push me out of the way; so he could kick it. I felt my feet give way from underneath me and landed on my ass. I gave out a groan of pain and lay there.
Jaxter stood in front of me and smiles down at me. "Are you okay?" He asks, looking abit concern.
"Yeah, just fine." I managed to say and he holds out his hand for me to grab. I knew that this was the best opportunity to pull him down with me. I take it and yank him down. Catching him by surprise, he falls on top of me. Water spraying me in the face.
He looks down at me, his hands on both sides of my face. "You are such an ass you know." He mutters underneath his breath.
I grinned and gave him a peck on the cheek. "Love ya too." I say, running my fingers through his soaked hair.
He gave me a kiss and mutters, "Lets get inside before we catch a cold." He gets up, holding his hand out again.
I grabbed it again, but this time I didn't pull him down on the ground. "Yeah. My Pikachu Sweater got ruined abit." I showed him the hole on the sleeve and he just chuckles.
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We were sitting in my room once again, him wearing only his boxers and me... I was wearing my pj pants and a white t-shirt. We were cuddling on my bed, watching American Horror Story in the dark. It was still raining, but now it was drizzling gently in the air.
I hear the downstairs back door open and I frowned. I get up and opened my bedroom door.
"What's wrong?" Jaxter asked, frowning at me in confusion. His forehead made a crease in worry.
I look back at him and whispered, "Somebody is here."
He paused the movie and says, "Are you sure it's just your mom coming home?"
I shake my head no and say, "I don't think my mom would use the the back door."
He sighs and says, "Want me to go check?" He comes over to me, his hands going on my waist.
"No, I'll just go and check. Please stay here Jaxter." I plead, looking up at him.
He raised an eyebrow and says, "No chance in hell. Now come on lets see who entered your house." He leaves my room, his hand finds mine and drags me with him.
