Player Vs. Player ?

Chapter Seven

Ding, dong.

"Becky!" I yell. "Can you get the door please," I yell as I find the butter hiding.

"Ok!" she cries, I hear her walk past the kitchen to the door. I find a spreading knife, and start making the sandwiches. "Who are you?" I hear Becky ask loudly.

"Who is it Bec's?" I half yell as I spread the butter on the bread.

"He says he's a friend of yours," she calls in a is-this-a-stranger-or-not tone of voice. "Hey don't push past, that's rude and I didn't invite you in," Becky cries angrily. I look up just as Chase walks into the kitchen, in all his mighty golden glory.

"Hey! I'll take a vegemite, thanks!" he says plucking himself down on one of the stools.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I ask him, half annoyed and half excited.

"Language Aurora," Becky tells me off as she takes her sandwich and takes a seat, glaring at Chase. "Who is this guy?" she asks me, still glaring at him. I smile, that's my sister. Chase just smiles at the both of us.

"That's Chase, the most anno..."

"Most awesome and amazing guy in the world," he says sweetly and in a girly voice, cutting me off smirking. He moves his hands over his heart. "Aww Aurora, that's so sweet of you to say," he tells me, smiling and blinking his long eyelashes.

"Pis..."

"Uh uh uh!" he says wiggling his finger at me. "Language remember," he tells me, smiling at Becky who grins. I chop his sandwich into little tiny pieces, and shoves the plate at him, smirking. Chase looks down at his tiny pieces of sandwich, he pouts as he looks up at me.
"My poor sandwich! What did it ever do to you?" he asks me, faking sadness. I roll my eyes as I take a bite of mine.

"It brought you here, didn't it?" I tell him, smirking as he grins.

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"So I see that your ankle is better," Chase says as I pick up another box. I glance down at my left foot, shrugging.

"Yeah it's much better, but my mu..." I look up as Chase grabs the box out of my hands. "I can carry the fricken box Chase," I yell at him.

"I better carry it.." he says glancing at my foot them back at me. "You know, just in case the box breaks and something falls on your foot," he says softly. I frown as I look up at him, I see the same thing I saw yesterday when I was talking about the car, flash across his face quickly.

"Fine then," I say crossing my arms in annoyance and looking around for something else to carry. I spot a smaller box in the corner, with paint brushes sticking out. I glance to see Chase putting the box down and started sorting through it. I walk over to the paint brushes, bending down to puck it up. It was only a small-ish box, the height of my feet to just below my knee. I place my arms underneath it as I lift it off the ground, slowly I start to stand back up. I was half bent, with the box above my head, when I feel someone behind me.

"Let me kitten," he says softly. I look up to see Chase's long arms go underneath the box next to mine, then he lifts it up, my arms flop to my sides. I watch as Chase carries the box next to the one he had been sorting out. I sigh in annoyance.

"Chase," I whine, crossing my arms and pouting. He sighs as he runs his hands through his hair, glancing at me. I watch as he threads his fingers through his hair and I find myself wondering what it would feel like if I was running my fingers through his hair.

"You can sit right here beside me, sorting them out, while I keep a close eye on you," he says finally. I frown, I didn't need baby sitting and sorting is boring.
"Aurora. Sit. Here," Chase tells me once he lays a blanket on the ground beside him, in the corner. I shake my head. It looked like I was a kid, and that was my play area with my baby sitter watching me. No fricken thank you.
"Aurora," he sighs pointing at the corner beside him. "Do I have to force you to sit?" he asks me, raising his eyebrow. I was very tempered to say yes, I wonder how he would force me to sit there. I sigh angrily as I stomp my feet on the ground and walk to the corner, as I pass Chase I send him a mean glare as I plunk myself down on the blanket.
"What a good kitten you are," he cries happily, clapping his hands. I roll my eyes.

"Fuck you Chase!" I growl angrily as he sits a box in front of me.

"Now you be a good girl and sort through that, while I move more boxes," he tells me. I watch as he walks to the other corner and starts moving the boxes to their right areas. I sigh as I reach into the box pulling out a.. paintbrush. Oh wow, amazing. I sit it down beside me as I continue to sort out the box. A pencil, a water bottle, a bowl, odd pair of socks. Wow you could really tell my mum was a fabulous packer right. There was one thing left in the box, I glance in it to find myself a cup with red paint in it. I hear Chase mumbling something in his corner. That's when an amazing plan comes to me. I make sure Chase was still busy moving boxes, then I grab the water bottle and tip a bit of water in the paint. Once I've located the paint brush, I give it a quick mix and tada! You've got wet red paint. I laugh wickedly as I glance to see where Chase was. I spy him sitting down on one of the closed boxes, his back was to me. Oh this was too perfect. I stand up quietly, not wanting to make a sound and ruin my lovely plan. I quietly sneak around the box stacks, glancing at him every now and then to see if he was still there. He was. I take a deep breathe as I stand behind him, raising the paint brush above me. I grin as I swipe the paint brush all over the back of his top, paint splashing everywhere as Chase jumps up.

"What the f..." he yells angrily, he turns around to see me holding the paint brush. "This was my favourite top," he whines, I shrug innocently. I notice that some of the splatters of paint had landed in his hair. I try to hold my giggles in. I was to busy worrying about the giggles when Chase snatches the paint brush out of my hand, while his other arm grabs me around the waist.

"Let me go!" I scream at him, as he smirks down at me. I freeze as I see the red paint brush come flying closer to my face.

"Pay back kitten," he says clearly amused as he dabs the paintbrush on the tip of my nose. I scream as the wet paint runs down my nose, making me sneeze. "You make a cute Rudolph!" Chase states smiling down at me. I blink, did he just call me a cute reindeer. I look up at him, his chocolate eyes warm, and twinkling in the light. Chase looks down at me, his eyes softening even more, I bite my lip which makes him look down at my lips. What was happening here? What was going to happen? Why is he looking at me like that? Was it getting hot in here?

"Chase honey, your mum called and said she'd like you home now, something about not following rules or something," my mum shouts.

"Shit!" Chase says letting me go, he runs his hand through his hair. "I'll uh see you Monday," he tells me, I numbly nod my head. I watch as he sighs, then he turns around and rushes out the door, leaving me confused. What would've happened if my mum hadn't called him? Would he have kissed me? Why am I liking the thought of his lips on mine.

"Honey," mum calls coming into the room. "Why was there red paint all over the young mans top?" she looks up at me. "And why is there paint on your nose darling?" she asks me, frowning.

"It's a long story mum," I sigh as I head upstairs to take a shower. Why couldn't I get his face and though kissable looking lips out of my head?
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WHY, WHY AURORA'S MUM, YOU JUST HAD TO RUIN IT!!! 😠
Welcome back guys hehe 😜
I know, I know.. You guys probably really hate me right now. But suck it up, it got you wanting more, didn't it? 😉 *looks at you's all, nodding your heads* told ya. Hehe!
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I need help my lovely people, I'm having trouble thinking of cute names for these two, ship names and things so... if you have any suggestions please comment them below =)
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Tomorrow I won't be home at all, and I won't get back till probably late, meaning I might not have time to update. But saying all that, I know how much you guys like this book and so I promise you's, I'll try my very very very hardest to fit in a chapter tomorrow =)

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Title ~ Player Vs. Player
Author ~ Books4Life15
Subtitle ~ I hear you're a player, so let's play a game...
Whoever falls in love first, loses.
Ideas ~ Surprise me.

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