when I woke up strangly Thomas was allready up I know allready he’s still anoyed at me he would have woken me up if he wasnt but if honest there was still a part of me that wanted to tease him even thoguh he was anoyed at me so I got up and stood infront of the mirror I really disliked looking at myself I was horrible in some small way I feel sorry for Thomas the fact weather he likes it or not he has to pretent to have some sort of interest in me when I’m positive he would rather be flirting with one of the thinner girls one of the thinner, prettier girls but it couldnt be helped now if this horrible thing by wich I mean my body interested him yesterday it was very likely it would today so I get dressed sort of I change my underwear and then stand there in just my underwear looking at myself I really hate this I grab my skirt put instead of hapily letting the top rest on my hips I pull it up to the bottom comes way above my knee so I’m wearing it like y/bff/n used to wear her’s so it only just covers whats important then look around my clothes for a while looking for a top to wear and I find one, it dosnt have much sleves its a vest top more than anything but all my fashion is still white but there is much less of it then normal I then let my hair hang where ever it allready is I can’t be asked then walk out the door and stand I see the tv’s on and I stand looking at it for a minuet I can allready feel his stare and I havent even started this yet I turn my head slightly just so I can see him he’s sat at the table obviously had been eating something bu he was now sat wide eyed and mouth open he looked frozen he looked hailairous I had to stop myself from laughing at him for a second as I returned my gaze to the tv I know from the look on his face that it’s not gonna take much more teasting allready but I know exactly what to do I can see lots of stuff scattered around the room like normal it was very untidy to like I normaly would be begin tidying up just casualy bending over and picking stuff up and moving around just tidying up I know he’s definatly stareing if he wasnt before just as I stand back up properly one time I return my gaze to him he’s like before exsept I think he may be drolling slightly and he’s deffinatly smieling like a chesure cat a very old reference no idea what it means thoguh and he’s got that look again but slightly less then before “something interesting over there Thomas” I say

“uh-uh-I……uh….” he then just laughs slightly not chnaging in any other way I move over to him and sit oposite him on the table to find I was right he was drolling and smiling he looked absolutly gormless

“your drolling Thomas” I say tapping the side of his face as I laugh he then straightens up a bit as he wipes the droll from his face then trys to focus on anything but me trying and failing

“you okay Thomas you dont look very well” I say leaning on the table slightly pushing out my chest all he does is stare still smileing like mad “well whats wrong” I say

“well..uh-um- well… uh” he stutters a bit confused still stareing thoguh with his mouth still open I just look at him waiting for an answer" just a bit- uh worried y/n" he finaly say’s the first real thing he’s said all morning

“oh what about” I say getting of my seat and standing over the table

“y-y-you know exactly what y/n” he stutters

I then move so I’m behind him and put my hands on his sholders and slowly beging to move them down

“well I dont know honestly youll have to tell me Thomas” I say as I contiune to move my hands I can tell my his breathing he’s close to snapping but perfect I knew after yesterday I wouldnt have to do much I pretty sure I can tell he’s got a problem in his pants it’s obvious till after a few seconds he staritens up “oh no I know exactly what your trying to do I’m not gonna snapp that easily y/n” he says removing my hands from him damd it he worked out what I was trying to do so I sit back down pulling my skirt down a bit not alot but just a little bit more then it was and I sit a bit anoyed now it was fun to tease him he was funny to watch get all wound up I look at him for a second the look from before isnt gone though and neither is the problem till after a few seconds he looks like he got an idea then got up and walked to the bathroom great I think I can work out for myself what he’s doing or maybe I can’t becuase about two minuets latter he’s back and from what I can tell the problems still there before I have chance to think he’s got hold of my hand dragging me to the sofa and we both sit down “alright y/n it’s not even 11 o'clock yet and your allready pretty set with your teaseing so we are gonna play a game” he says sitting side ways and crossed legged on the sofa I then copy the way he’s sitting but if honest I’m a bit worried this is definatly new “and what game is this then” I say calmly

“first to snapp loses” he says what first to snapp this is gonna be fun he’s half done allready I won’t need to do much plus he’s at the disadvatage he has no clue what works on me I dont think he knows anyway he can’t know the only person that knows is me and y/bff/n but that’s only becuase we played truth or dare once where that was the questin we both had to - crap that sleep over was here but he wouldnt have paid any attention to it would he? even if so that was ages ago years back he would have remembered I only just remember that one

“very well, but I guess touching is a rule” I say trying to stay calm what if he does know but I dont see there is much he could do if he did one thing I know for sure y/bff/n knew was the main thing with me the v lines they on a boy could finish me there and then and if he knew that I was dead but then again I have the best weapons on earth contained in my bra and I know from yesterday he can’t resist them

“oh course thats a rule not touching the other person and no getting of the sofa to get stuff or do stuff, first to snapp loses” he says

“and what do I get when I win” I say intentionaly being very cocky

“oh some ones confident, the winner who ever it may be gets the loser and what ever they want to do to them without a fight” he replys well I’m gonna win this allready I just nodd in responce “but we play this like chess one person makes a move the other makes a move or else one of us will try everthing and it won’t be fair plus it gives you the opertunity to fold at any point” he contiues

“who said I’m gonna fold I think I’ve got more chance then you have” I say

“really, then if I was you y/n I would turn your mind back to your last sleep over with y/bff/n” he says bringing back the sly voice crap he did know but I can’t decied if I’m screwed or better off atleast he wasnt gonna try stuff that I knew for a fact wasnt gonna work unless he heard wrong but I can’t work out how he knew okay we where girls haveing a sleepover we talked about that sort of thing but how the hell did he know

“how did you-” I begin

“thin walls y/n” he interups shit I forgot his room was next to mind back then he must have heard everything we said oh shit I said who I had a crush on at the time and how I rated the guys in our year at school “am I really a seven” he contiues

“what” I ask now panicing slightly

“you said and I quote ‘I think Thomas is a 7 out of 10’ is that real” he answers oh crap he did know he knew everything and I’m not diginfying that with an answer okay I did say that but it wasnt ment to be taken literaly the lowest I gave was three and that was oscar all I know for sure is I’m dead

“none of your business that was girls only information I thoght we where playing a game” I say trying to get of that topic and just start playing this game at least I had a chance of winning but I would have to pull out all the stops to do it but if honest I didnt want to win I just didnt want him to win

“yeah we are playing ladies first” he says

“and gentelmen just before” I add he just smirks

“can’t argue with that logic” he says while pulling of his shirt and tossing it away not that it really made any differnce to me “your turn y/n”