Home Again

6 0 0
                                    

I was walking. Walking home bitches! Diddly damn darn proud of myself! I can't believe he likes me back! I heard something going on at my house. I walked in my house and found BonBon sitting on my couch. My father too! "How did you two get in here?!" I said dropping my stuff on the ground. "Welcome home sweetie." BonBon said kissing my cheek. "Don't give me that!" I said walking towards my father. "Daddy, how in the world did you get in here?!" I asked him once more. "Spare key." He said holding up my spare key. "Hey! Taylor!" I heard BonBon say from the living room. "Yes babe?" I asked walking towards him. I ran my fingers through his shiny blue hair. I wasn't even worried about earlier. He seemed fine. "Taylor?" BonBon said waving a hand in front I my face. When he stopped I tapped his shoulder and ran upstairs. "Tag you're it babe!" I shouted from upstairs. I was hiding in the washing machine. Yes I'm small enough to fit in it. "Where did you gooo?" I heard BonBon say and walk up to the dryer. It was a bit bigger. So he didn't check the washing machine. "How would she be able to fit in there?" I heard him say. I heard him walk out so I got out of the washing machine. When I started to walk out of the washer, he popped up and tagged me. "AHH!" I screamed letting him know he startled me. I was laughing so hard! Tears started to pour out from laughing to hard! "Please stop crying!" BonBon said with a worried look. "I'm not -breathe- crying I'm -breathe- laughing!" I said trying to catch my breath. "Ohhhh!" He said laughing. We both went down stairs but we tripped over each other. He landed on top of me. We both blush madly. "Hi..." He said. "Hey..." I said back. "BONBON OFF OF MY DAUGHTER!" I heard come from behind us. We both get up and apologize. "Well I think I should go..." BonBon said awkwardly. "It's ok! You don't have to go!" I said going after him. "Don't try and stop me Taylor! Your father told me to leave as soon as possible!" He said clenching his fists.

Humans Are Just Like UsWhere stories live. Discover now