Previously
"Now babe" he says, while grabbing one of my hands and placing them on his sixpack
I try to control my breath, not wanting him to know that it actually affects me.
"What do you want to do? Go upstairs or eat the pizza?" He whispers in my ear seductively
Now
"Pizza above all!"
He backs away rubbing his ear.
I awkwardly laugh and grab the pizza boxes.
"I lost to a freaking pizza"
"You would lose to a freaking rotten bread crumb, don't be such a baby about it"
I set the pizza down on the table in front of the tv and run upstairs to his room.
I look through his closet and find sweatpants, a shirt and a sweater. I find other sweatpants, shirt and sweater and change into them. The other clothes I take with me for Mason.
"Are that my clothes?"
"No, I randomly found them in the toilet. Of course these are your clothes, stupid"
I throw him the other clothes and he pulls his shirt over his head. He starts to unbutton his pants, but I stop him abruptly.
"Not here"
He listens to me and walks to the kitchen. I can still see him, but I know he's not going anywhere else.
"You're impossible, you know that right?" I say to him, while turning the tv on
"Only for you, Little A"
"Is this the moment where I'm supposed to feel special?" I ask when he walks back to me
He nods and smiles.
"Well, then you failed majorly"
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I search for a film on Netflix and find frozen. I click on it and hear Mason groan.
"What?" I say with pizza in my mouth
"Why do we have to watch frozen"
"Oh, shut up you. Don't lie to me. You secretly love this movie" I smirk
"No! I don't" He sighs and rolls his eyes
I laugh at his denial. I know he loves frozen.
Let it go
Let it go
Can't hold it back anymore
Mason and I sing along with all the songs. I knew he loved the film. Ha, loser.
After let it go, we start arguing again. How is it possible for two people to argue so much?
"Noo! Olaf is goals! Not freaking Hans!" I say offended
"No. I hate Olaf!"
How can somebody hate Olaf? He is the cutest!
"Are you sick Mase? Do you need a medicine? Because you're talking bullshit"
"Mase?" He asks
"Yep. But not the point! How in the world can you HATE Olaf? What are you? An alien?"
"Relax, I don't hate him. I just wanted to piss you off" he smirks
"Jerk" I mumble
"What did you say?"
"Nothing" I say a bit too fast
"I will let it go this one time"
"Oh, how nice of you" I say in a sarcastic tone
He laughs and we finish the movie.
"I should go home" I smile
"Yeah. See you tomorrow, Little A"
"I hope you won't"
I shout as I walk out of his door, with his clothes still on. I'm a sneaky thief. No I'm just kidding. I'll give it to him tomorrow. Maybe...
I walk to my house and my mother stops me immediately.
"Where have you been?"
Fudge.
"Eh. Sorry mom. I was at the neighbors', I have a school project with him and we finished it today"
"Till 11 pm?" She asks suspiciously
My mom is the sweetest in the whole world. She's just 34. She got my brother when she was 16 and me when she was 17. Yeah really young, I know. My dad, her ex-boyfriend raped her twice and when I was 3 he left us. She doesn't show it, but I know it still hurts her.
I can talk with her about anything and she's really amazing.
"Euhhmm.. yeah?"
"You're sure you weren't doing other things with this boy? Because you're in his clothes"
"MOM! Ieuwl! Gross! Of course not! I just met him a few days ago!" I shout at her
"And if you knew him for 4-5 months?" She teases me
"Nope, I'm too tired for this. This conversation is over! I'm going upstairs, bye mom!"
She laughs and pats my head.
"If you say so"
I sigh and run upstairs.
Mothers.
I walk to my closet and grab clean underwear, a shirt and my pajama shorts.
I take a short shower and walk back into my room.
I turn on my music and start dancing. No, not the professional hip hop kind. The I'm-alone-so-nobody-can-see-or-judge-me-dance type.
Stupid me.
Stupid, stupid me.
Really really stupid me.
I think you get the point.
Apparently I left my window open.
I hear someone whistle to me and I turn around really fast.
Mason is standing in my room. Smirking.
I feel my cheeks turn red.
"Nice dancing"
"BURGLAR! HELP! SOMEONE HELP ME! THERE IS A BURGLAR IN MY RO-"
Mason wraps one arm around my waist and puts his other hand on my mouth to stop me from screaming.
"Shhhh. You shouldn't have left your window open. Now my phone is a video richer..." he smirks
No.
He didn't.
No.
I struggle to get out of his grip, but at least he takes his hand off my mouth, so I can talk.
"You didn't" I say shocked, mad and embarrassed
"I did" he smirks
"Run"
"What?"
"RUN"
He looks shocked and runs to my door.
But before he gets there, the door swings open and my mom appears.
"Is everything alright? I heard you scre- omg! Alexia! Why is there a boy in your room?!"
I smile innocently at her.
"Not now mom. I have someone to kill"
"Nice to meet you Mrs. Smith"
Mason runs away and I run after him. Leaving my mom bewilderd behind.
"Mason freaking Clarke. You are dead" I scream at him
He runs out of my house, towards the backyard.
He runs really fast, but I slowly get closer to him.
Once I'm next to him and we run around the pool, I invent a masterplan.
I push him and he falls into the pool.
Splash!
"Ha! Got you!" I scream in victory
He swims to where I stand and before I know it, he grabs my legs and pulls me in the pool too.
"Mason! Why?"
"Because I felt like it" he smirks once again
"And I feel like slapping that smirk of your face? But I'm not doing that either. You didn't have to pull me in" I whine
"Stop acting like a baby, Little A"
He swims to me and pushes me underwater.
Once I get up again, I splash a lot of water in his face.
Click!
We both look at the person who took the picture and see Connor.
"CONNOOOOORRRR!" I shout
I can't handle living in between two teenage boys who like irritating the living hell out of me.
"I can't handle you guys" I sigh
They laugh at me and Connor jumps in too. They pull me into a group hug.
"Guyyss! Stohooopp! You're suffocating me"
They let me go and we get out of the pool.
"What do I have to do to get you to delete the video?" I ask Mason
He smirks and whispers something to Connor.
"Dude, she's not going to like that"
"SHE has a name and SHE is standing right here. What am I not going to like?"
"If you want me to delete the video, you have to-"
"Wait! Why do I have to do something? Can't you not just delete it pleasseee?"
"No. Now let me finish" he smirks
"I don't want to be here, when you tell her. I'm gonna go home. Try not to get killed, Mason! Bye" and gone is Connor
"Tell me"
"Promise me you won't kill me"
"Just tell me Mason!"
"Okay... well... you have to-"
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