Jazmine's POV
"Keenannnnnnn! Can we go out somewhere?! I'm sooooo bored!" I said rolling all over my couch.
"Chill, Jazy!" He said trying to hold in his laughter.
"Well, can we go somewhere?" I said, sitting up like a proper person would.
"Ok. Well, I kinda already have something planned, but what do you have in mind? What would you like to do babe? I'll do whatever you want to do." He said rambling on an on, so I wouldn't realize that he already had something in mind.
"Wait! What did you have planned?!" I said raising my eyebrow.
"Well, first I was going to take you to go buy some guns and go hunting, so that we get to pee in porter potties!" He shrugged, and I had my mouth hanging open, looking like the freaking ugly swan, or the wicked witch of the West.
He slowly walked over to me, and pushed my jaw, closing my mouth. I gave him a glare, and he just laughed.
"How do you think it's funny that you wanted to go hunting, so that we could pee in porter potties?!" I shouted.
He continued laughing, while I continued glaring at him, so I had to do something.
"If you don't shut you're trap, I will break up with you, and ignore you forever." I said sternly, giving him a look. I wonder if he knew that I was lying?
"Ok! Ok! I'll stop! Phew!" He sighed wiping his imaginary sweat on his forehead.
"Finally!" I muttered.
"Babe, I was just kidding!" He gave me a smile.
"Kidding about what?" I said raising my eyebrow.
"Kidding about the hunting date." He started to bubble up laughter.
"Excuse me, Keenan Adams?!" I said giving him my best glare.
"I repeat! I didn't actually plan to go on the hunting date! Damn babe, you really need a hearing aid." He started raising his voice, thinking that I couldn't hear him, but oh boy, I sure did.
"First of all: Ouch! Second: I heard you the first time. Oh and third, you're going to pay for that!" I exclaimed with am evil smirk.
"Oh shit!" He ran around my house like a wild person, until he found the back door. Unlocking the front door, he ran outside. It's my house, so I know every square inch of my house, and oh boy, did he just make a huge mistake going outside.
Ha, he fell right into my trap.
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"Ohhhh, Keenannnnn!" I shouted outside, in my back yard, carrying my garden hose.
I spotted something moving around behind some bushes, and quietly tip-toed over to the bushes. As I leaned over the bushes, I spotted Keenan hugging his knees, like his life depended on it. Oh wait, it did!
I inwardly evil grinned, and whispered, "Found ya."
"Holy mother of cheezballas!" He shouted, jumping out of his crouching position, and sprinting away from me, but not before I could spray him with my hose.
"Jazy!" He turned around breathing heavily, but adding a pouty face.
"Yes?!" I said continually blinking my eyes, like an innocent puppy.
"You're going to pay for that! This was my favorite shirt!" He groaned, sadly.
"Well you deserved it for earlier, and how the feathers are you going to get me back?!" I said rolling my eyes, and shaking my head.
Before I realized it, Keenan was in front of me, and bent his head down, brushing his lips against mine, making me shut up, and my knees go weak. Going in for the kill, I totally lost it, and everything went blank. Since I was fully out of it, he grabbed the hose, pulled away from the kiss, and pressed the button, spraying me full on with water. How dare he use his lips as my weakness?!
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