*Troye's P.O.V*
A twisted delight fills me as I hear Jon's voice on the other line.
"Sivan." I hear him growl, but the smirk on my face just grows bigger.
"Why hello there, my dear friend, Jonathan. You seem happy to hear from me."
"Oh stop the jokes," he spits, venom laced through his voice, "I'm not in the mood for your games." I raise an eyebrow, surprised at how blunt he is about talking to me. "I just wanted to tell you that I have a surprise for you, mate. I know I might not be close to you, but o have a feeling that you'll enjoy this very much." And with those words, I hang up, not daring to speak to him any longer.
*Jon's P.O.V*
The line goes dead, and I roll my eyes, and tossing it away in frustration. I turn to Gia, just to find her snuggled under a blanket, her wide eyes just barely peeking out of the top. Her face just read 'tell me what just happened because I'm confused'
"Don't worry about it, Gia-bear." I smile reassuringly, and the rest of her head emerges from the blanket. "Troye is an idiot.." I hear her whisper, just loud enough for me to hear. I laugh, and jump under the blanket next to her, "And right you are, little one, right you are."
I feel like we both fell asleep, but I'm not sure. It was a blur..
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*Gia's P.O.V*
I wake up, finding myself on the shoulder of Jon, but covered with a shit ton of blankets. After getting off the blankets, I gently remove his arm which was draped around my waist. As I look down on the peaceful looking Jon, I lean onto the back of the couch. Apparently, I was leaning too far back- of course. "OH MY WOR-" I roll of the couch, and a loud thump follows me falling on the floor, along with a groggy Jon, jumping up to see what just happened.
"WHAT, WHO'S THER- oh Gia, why are you on the floor?" He lowers his pillow that he managed to pick up off of the floor while taking about six minutes to get up. I laugh and get up, "I was planning my strategy to kidnap you, but I was thinking you were too heavy, and here I am now." I gesture to my now standing body.
I see his eyebrow raise, and I know that look. "Oh no you are not, Jonathan." I back away slowly, as he begins to come towards me. The backing away slowly becomes walking away, and soon running for dear life, because this boy shows NO MERCY TOWARDS THE WEAK.
"Oh you're not getting away!" He laughs, as he catches up, grabbing me by my waist, somewhat gently putting me not he ground and tickling the poop out of my colon. I seriously couldn't breathe, this boy was serious. "OKAY OKAY IF YOU STOP I'LL WATCH MULAN WITH YOU."
He gasped, and abruptly stopped, allowing me to catch my breath. "You're serious...?" My heavy breathing restrained me from saying anything, so I just nodded. Surprise filled his eyes, and I swear, he said something like "Its about damn time you watched this movie with me."
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