Oreo •BWWM•

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

[Marie's POV]

"Pass the chips." I say to Ethan, slouching deeper into the couch.

"No, you get them." Ethan mumbles mid bite of his pb and j.

Narrowing my eyes, I slap his foot that's comfortably laid on my lap. "I'll punch you." I warn, glaring at him.

Rolling his eyes, he sits up and reaches over the counter to retrieve the crispy goodness also known as the cheesey Lays. Right when Ethan pulls back, the mouse scurries across the counter, running right off into the wall.

With a girly squeal, Ethan falls back into the couch, "Here." He sputters, throwing the bag at my face.

For the past couple of hours, Ethan and I have been stuck on this couch because of that demon vermin also known as the mouse. Fortunately, the kitchen is right next to us so we are able to reach in and get what's at close range. Unfortunately, our phones are too far so basically we've been each other's entertainment.

"Thanks, pisslicker." I tease, opening the bag, reaching in, and shoving some in my mouth. What? I'm hungry.

"Cocksucker." He mutters back, sipping his canned root beer.

With a raised eyebrow, I snicker, "Is that all you got?"

Ethan shakes his head. He opens his mouth to say something, but instead the most disgustingest, most grossest of belches leaves his lips.

"Ugh!" I grimace, fanning my watering eyes, "Excuse you!"

"Excuse me." He says in what I think is supposed to be my voice.

"So childish."

"And your not? Ms. Get me this and get me that. " Ethan chuckles.

"Hey!" I yell, teasingly, pointing at him with a crinkly chip. "At least I'm..."

"Your what, huh? Lazy? Demanding, annoying, childish-"

"Not a pussy."

"No but you have one. Or do you?"

"Oh shut up!" I yell, smacking him upside the head.

A moment of squeaking silence passes by. Not awkward just...settling. Until he opened his big trap. "Are you a virgin?"

"Huh?" I sputter as if he asked my if I had three boobs.

"Are. You. A. Virgin?"

"Why?"

"Because..."

"Because why?"

"Because I just want to know. Stop making it so damn difficult. You either did or you didn't. Which is it?"

Throwing my hands up in a form of surrender, "Yes jeez. I'm a virgin. Calm down."

Ethan settles back in his seat, satisfied. "Good to know."

Wait. What?

"Ding dong! Sorry we're late. We're ho-AH!" Beth screams as the rat runs towards her and out the door. Not a second after I hear Nick's high but deep scream. "Shit!"

Ethan and I glance at each other for a moment before busting out laughing.

"Oh..my..and..they.." I try to say but fail miserably.

"Yeah...and...he.." He sputters, surprisingly understanding what I'm actually saying and vice versa.

"Okay okay! You can stop laughing now." Beth chastises, walking in the living room with her hands on her hips. Nick walks in shortly after with an embarrassed look on his face.