~+ Clean +~ •Lovertation•

~+ Chapter 2 +~

"Hey speak," I replied.

Lover looked up and greeted Speak.

"Hey, sis, what's up?" She started.

"What's for dinner?" Asked speak now, flipping next to us on the couch.

"Pizza," I replied.

Lover looked up at me confused.

"I'm staying the night, I've decided," I shrugged.

"Why do you decide these things without asking me?" She said more to herself then me.

I snickered.

"Cool. What flavor?" Asked speak now.

"What flavor you want?" I asked.

"Pepperoni, is that even a question?" Speak now said, furrowing her brows in fake offense.

"Right, right. My bad, bro," I said, holding my hands up in defense.

She sent me another glare before getting off the couch and starting to walk upstairs.

"Oh, lover?" She paused.

Lover hummed in response, her head on my lap now as she laid down, my hands running through her hair.

"Are you gonna eat dinner?" Speak asked.

Of course she was-

My thoughts got cut off by her response. "Probably not," lover replied simply.

Speak now seemed unbothered, turning back and jogging up the stairs.

I looked at lover weirdly.

"You're not having dinner?" I ask.

She nods. "Nah. I already ate, when I got home. I'm not that hungry," she says, shrugging.

Oh, okay.

"Cool. Okay, Whadya wanna watch?" I ask, grabbing the remote again.

She bolted into a sit and looked at me panicked. "What? Why am I choosing? Why are you making me chose? There's so many options! I can't just pick one!" she rambled, her eyes wide.

"I know, I know. I'll choose, sunshine, jeez," I laughed.

She pouted and put her head back in my lap while I ran my hands through her hair.

She's so gorgeous. The way her facial structure is built is so perfect, and don't even get me started on her beautiful eye color.

They were icy blue, like Antarctic water.

Her lips.

They looked so soft, they weren't chapped at all. She must drink a lot of water.

Her jawline. It was profound, but soft.

I snapped my eyes away as I realize I may have been staring for too long.

I grabbed the remote and scrolled through the titles.

"Pick a color, lov," I said, as there were 3 options I was picking between.

"N-no! I can't! Cause if I pick one, I hurt the other ones's feelings and then-" she started.

I chuckled and cut her off. "My bad, darling. I'll pick one," I laughed.

She nodded triumphantly and relaxed back into me.

I picked mean girls. Again. It was a classic, really.

Her eyes lit up as she watched it closely. I wasn't watching the glow of the T.V, just the light that flooded onto her features in the dark room.