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Rated: 18+ · Chapter · Fanfiction · #1751703
First chapter of a story that i have been writing for awhile
I open my eyes and squint at the light. My head starts to pound a little bit, I sit up and look at the sleeping guy next to me. His emo style hair is everywhere and messy. I rub my eyes and smile at him. His snoring is slight and not loud, the hair on his underarms could use a bit of a trim I must say. I laugh quietly and straddle him, he doesn't move a muscle. Just staring at his sleeping face with a smile. After about 5 minutes he starts to wake up. I start to play with his black hair, his eyes open and he almost jumps from me staring at him.

"Christ bae, don't do that." He says sleepily as I laugh my unique laugh.
"Why?" I ask playfully.
"Cause I said so."
"Yeah, yeah because you said so. Shut up."

He sticks his tougne at me and sits up.

"Unlike you Zacky, I don't stay out all night running in the woods."
"I'm a werewolf sue me."
"So am I."
"But you girls stay here in the house."
"Sexist."
"No I'm not." He says pouting.
"Fine."

Zacky starts kissing me and I kiss him back. I feel his hands run up my sides and I take his hands off. I get off and he gets out of bed in a t-shirt and blue boxers.

"I'm taking a quick shower babe."
"Okay I'll have breakfast done for all 5 of you in a bit."
"Cool."

He goes into our bathroom and locks the door. I go downstairs and to the kitchen, going to the refridgerator to grab eggs and bacon. The stove gets turned on with 2 skillets on it. I start to beat the eggs when I hear the sound of bare feet against the tile floor. I turn around to see Brian, my older brother, shirtless and his hair spikey and crazy from waking up.

"Hey Belle." He yawns.
"Hey Bri." I say placing bacon on the pan..
"I smell....Bacon!."
"Shh! You'll wake up all the wolves."
"Quiet she-wolf."
"Shut up."

The bacon sizzles and the eggs I start to scramble them. Brian lets out a loud fart, I stop breathing and throw a spoon at him.

"What's wrong with my morning gas?" He asks laughing.
"It's gross man." I say pinching my nose.
"Oh dear, sweet, baby sister, you love everything about your big brother."
"Not everything."

After the food for 6 is cooked I sit down to enjoy my meal. A pair of hands go over my eyes, I giggle and guess who it is.

"Cut it out Brian."
"Wrong," The hands disappear,"Heeeeeeerrreeesss JIMMY!"
"Oh god..."
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