| Fan Fiction |
by LYTT
Yes, walked into.
I threw on my sweat pants and a T-Shirt and walked out.
"YAY! A PAJAMAS PARTY! I'll go get mine so it's a real party!" He said with such fake enthusiasm.
"Shut up. You're not funny, get over yourself." I told him and laid on my bed.
"What are doing?" He said, staring at me.
"Thinking of how to kill you while you're sleeping." I replied.
That statement made him run out of my room.
"YES!" I screamed, jumping up and down.
Five minutes later, he walked back in.
" WHAT THE HELL?! I THOUGHT YOU LEFT!" I screamed out.
"Nah, I just had to go to the bathroom," he walked over to me and put his arm around me,
"You can't get rid of me just yet."