Ya Want Me? Catch Me~!

Ch17: With Fire

(Pretender by: AJR {Acoustics})

I knew he wouldn't give it back even if I begged.

"Fuck! Lui!" I complained

"You know I'm not gonna budge." Lui smirked

"Thats why I complained!" I complained

I was then picked up and sat on someone's lap. It was tyler. He had another bag and my eyes sparkled. He gave it to me and the guys complained.

"Tylers my favorite now." I said as I ate the skittles

"WHAT?!" The others yelled

"Yes!" Tyler cheered

"Nooo! My title!!!" Brian complained

I stayed there and ate the skittles, quite comfortable with myself. Tyler then wrapped his arms around me and rested his head on my shoulder.

"Your okay with him doing that?" Brock asked

"He gave me skittles, you guys took away my skittles." I complained

"I didn't do anything?" Delirious asked

I chuckled and tapped tylers arms.

"C'mon! Let go!" I asked

He let go and I got up.

"I'll finish my skittles then have a round of uno with marcel!" I said," right after I get a hoodie cause y'alls place is fucking cold!!"

I started to shiver and I put the skittles on the table. I ran upstairs and then remembered I didn't have any hoodies. I went back down and frowned annoyed with myself.

"Whats wrong?" Craig asked

"I forgot I don't have any hoodies." I mumbled

"You can borrow mine, it should be on my bed." Nogla said

"Last time I check there were only blankets sweet cake!" I teased

"Oh yeah, my nick name." Nogla chuckled

Nogla got up and I ran upstairs. I got to his room and saw no hoodies. Nogla arrived and I pointed to the bed with just blankets. He chuckled and went to his closet. He took one out and gave it to me.

"Are you sure?" I asked

"It's fine, wear it so your not cold." He said sweetly

I smiled and took it. I put it on and it was big on me. The sleeves were a bit longer and the hood was ginormous. It fit my up to my knees.

"Oh my god, you look so focking cute!" He teased

"No! Not cute!" I complained

"Awe!" Nogla complained

I grumbled at him but I noticed the hoodie smelled like him. I turned away from him and pick up my hands. I put my hands on my face and I was right. It smelled like him and I hated myself for knowing.