Chapter 5

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LOTTIE POV

"WHAT THE HELL!"

"OMG!"

"THIS IS HURT SO BAD!"

He fell into the floor really hard.

I laughing so hard, he look so funny. I put a camera somewhere. Im gonna playing the video on the tv, making him piss? Idk

"YOU SUCKS, JESSIE!" He yell again, I laughing more harder.

"IT'S LOTTIE, ASSHOLE!" I yell to him back, I laughing again.

He not even stand up, I think his back hurt so bad.

Okay, I pranked him. I put big transparant plastics in front of the door, and put an olive oils on them. Then marc got slipped and fell really hard into the floor. He looks really funny.

"HELP ME! I CAN'T GET UP!" He yell to me and giving me kill look.

"Prank war is started, dude!" I says,

"Help me, carrie!" He yell again like a baby.

"It's Lottie!" I yelling back to him, he rolls his eyes.

"Lottie, help me!" He says begging like a lost puppy. I laughing and walk into him.

I give my hand, and he grab my hand. I pulling him, and he finally stand up. He open his t-shirt checking his back, he walking really slow into the mirror.

His back turn really red, his back muscles. i feel bad. Im sorry marc.

When he opened his t shirt, Im not gonna lie. He muscles look so good.

"Omg, my back" he says, i walk into him.

"Stop staring at me like that. you look like a hungry wild animals who wanna eat me. now help me" he says then he smirk to me.

Why he always noticed me when im looking at his body.

"Shut up" I answer, he giggles.

"Is this hurt?" I asking him and touching his back.

"Aw!" He yell, I laughing. I knew if that's hurt. Im just wanna annoys him.

Why he looking so funny?

"Im sorry" i apologize, and looking him from the mirror. He looking at me with kill look.

"I hate you" he says slowly, he walking into the bathroom.

I run and standing four steps in front of him. Put my hand on my chest.

"Get off!" He says

"Forgive me first, i feel bad" i says and he just ignoring me. He walk trough me, but in the middle of his steps he falling again. He fell into me. There's some oil still on his foot.

Then I feels somethings soft on my lips, when I opened my eyes i see marc lips on mine. God!

I pushing him then he pulling his head from mine. He smirk to me. I pushing him and get up.

"What the hell?" I says, he looking at me with 'seriously' look

"This is your fault" he says, Standing in front of me.

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