I woke to to the sound of Schlatt yelling. "ATTACK!" He jumped onto the couch and landed right on top of me. I groaned in pain and he laughed. "Goodmorning Sunshine," he smiled. His face was so close to mine. I could feel him breathing. "I'm sunshine now? What happened to bitch?" He started the laugh and hid his face in the crook of my neck. "Get off of me! You're heavy," I yelled as I tried to push him off of me. He laughed and he continued to lay on top of me. I thrashed for a couple seconds before I started to roll of the couch. He landed on the floor and I landed on top of him. Put faces were only inches apart. "Woah! Buy me dinner first!" Schlatt exclaimed.
I got off of him as I laughed. I went into the kitchen and started to make breakfast. "So what's the plan today y/n?" Schlatt walked in the kitchen and leaned against the counter. "Well, Travis wanted us to come over and play some games. I was thinking we could go over there for a bit! Then we could come back here and get some takeout and watch a movie? Just a relaxing day! There's a good place down the street that-" "Sounds good to me!" Schlatt smiled. "I'm gonna get dressed," Schlatt walked into the other room as I continued to make breakfast.
He came back into the kitchen with black jeans and his misfits hoodie. He leaned up against the counter and went on his phone. As I was cooking, I heard my phone go off. "Do you have my post notifications on?" Schlatt asked. Shit. I felt my face turn red as I felt him walk closer to me. "Uhhh no?" He grabbed me shoulders and turned me around. "Don't lie to me, Bitch. Look at you! You're blushing! You're embarrassed! You're practically in love with me!" I rolled my eyes and turned back around. He just laughed and continued to scroll through Twitter on his phone.
"You like pancakes right?" I asked. "Yes I do," he said. "Good!" I set a plate down in front of him. "Thanks!" He started to shove the pancakes in his mouth. I just giggled as he stuffed his face with food. I sat down next to him and ate. I opened Twitter to see what he had tweeted:
Jschlatt: @y/n can you make me some breakfast?
Y/n: no
I turned off my phone and continued to eat. Schlatt started to chuckle next to me. I looked over at him and he smiled. "Nice response!" He said grinning. "Thanks. Now I have to get dressed. Feel free to watch tv or something," I said leaving the kitchen. "I'd rather watch you get dressed!" Schlatt said as he followed me. I turned around and looking him right in the eye. "I'm saving myself for marriage!" I hit his face with my hand as light as I could and ran into my room, slamming the door behind me. I heard him laugh. "Prude!" He yelled.
After I got dressed, I opened the door and started to go into the bathroom. "Where are you going?" Schlatt turned to me. "I'm gonna put on some makeup. Is that not allowed?" I replied. "How long does that take? I'm bored!" "Well why don't you come in and talk to me while I do my makeup," I said. "That's sounds even more boring!" I ignored him and walked into the bathroom. I kept the fire open just in case he would come in to chat. I grabbed my makeup bag as I saw Schlatt was towards the bathroom in the mirror. "Well well well! Look who decided to come to me," I laughed. "Whatever," Schlatt rolled his eyes at me and leaned in the doorway.
We talked for a bit while I did my makeup. He asked what I needed all of the products for. "Maybe I could do your makeup!" I said as we walked into the living room. "Maybe," Schlatt said as we sat down on the couch. Schlatt and I made eye contact and he smiled. He was so cute. My phone set rated to ring and I turned away.
"Hello?" I said. "Y/n! Is Schlatt there?" Carson yelled into the phone. "Oh yeah, I'm here baby!" Schlatt winked at me. "You guys should come over! We are gonna do some Bob Ross painting!" Carson said. "We'll be there in a bit!" I replied. "Don't get too busy having se-" I hung up the phone before he could finished. I shook my head and Schlatt just laughed.
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FanfictionThis is me being bored and trying to do something that makes me feel productive. Trying to give you sick freaks something to read. #5 in Catholic!!!! BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA