That smell
"Jeremy!?" Mike jumped on me, and I woke from that strange dream. Of course it was a dream, I don't even like lemon juice. Mike poked my cheek, obviously feeling bored."Mike lets do something." I sighed and his eyes sparkled, widening abut as he smiled. I realised what he thought I meant, oh gosh.
"N-not Tha-that!" I stuttered, watching him frown and shrug. He flopped on the bed beside me.
"When will you realise I love you?" He sulked, then turned to face me.
"I have realised, I just don't know what to think." I shrugged at him, the stood up from the side of the bed, stiffly and painfully walking to the bathroom. I moaned after every step, seeing a sly smile cross Mikes face.
"Oh god Mike what did you do. And why do my legs hurt?" I whined and splashed my face with a little water before turning back into the bedroom.
"Let's watch TV." He grinned and pulled my arm towards the living room. I cringed with pain as my sides really stung, and he was pulling rather hard.
"Stop! I'm serious!" I squealed through laughers, the pain really shooting through. But I was laughing, and so was he. Who knew I was so ticklish.
He stopped, and we both lay on the couch for a while, watching whatever we could find on TV. Mike was so... Quiet. What if he's plotting a murder.
Anyway, I yawned and went to stand up to go to bed, but he tugged on my jeans, them falling down a bit but made me fall down.
"Fall asleep on me, I'll wake you up for work." He smiled, and I sighed. I felt too tired to move right now, so I guess I fell asleep beside him, he arm wrapped around my shoulders. Which felt quite comfortable. Then he must've left for work without waking me up, because I dropped on the couch.
The burning smell is really disturbing me now, I can't stand it. And it's coming closer,the stench is making me cry.
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