Bullied By My Brothers

Chapter 7 - Surrounded

It's been about an hour since we kissed. 

Right now, we're hanging out in his living room. 

What I don't understand is why it's called "living room."

Because I mean, what if someone dies in a living room....then would it be death room? Like, what?

We're watching a movie. A horror movie. Zach has his arm around me. 

"Don't open the front door..." I said. 

But, she didn't listen, she opened the front door. 

"Aaaaahhh!" The girl on the tv screamed. There was a killer clown on the other side of the door. 

I jumped a little bit. 

Ding Dong!

Zach paused the tv, and then got up to answer the door. 

"Wait!" I said. 

"What?" 

"The clown... he could be outside." I said. 

Zach chuckled a little bit. 

I mean, it might sound dumb. But, it happened at the same time...so who wouldn't be scared at that? 

"It's okay." He said. 

Then, he answered the door anyway.

I closed my eyes. 

Then, I opened one eye to peek. 

Oh, it's just the pizza guy! Haha, I forgot we ordered pizza. 

Zach paid him and then the pizza guy left. Zach brought the pizza to the kitchen counter. I sat down on a chair near the counter, and we ate some pizza. 

Then we watched some more tv, and just talked. 

"Let's go to my room." He said. 

"Okay," I said. 

He took my hand and lead me up to his room. 

He opened the door. 

His bedroom walls were blue, and he had posters all over the walls, and there was a signed jersey on one of the walls as well. I noticed a guitar in the corner. 

"Cool!" I said. 

"Thanks," he chuckled. 

I smiled. 

"Hey, I have something for you," he said. 

"Really? You don't have to give me anything." I said. 

"I know, but I want to." 

"Aww."

Then, he walked over to his closet and pulled out a blue hoodie.