Sit Back, Gotta Catch My Breath

I ended up spending another night at Jack's house. It was now about noon on Sunday. I had my head rested on Jack's chest, thinking about how perfect things were in my life right now, as we watched something on Disney Channel.
Jack yawned and stretched, causing me to look up at him. "Did you fall asleep?" I asked him.
He looked down at me with sleepy eyes and smiled. "No."
I have him a 'yeah right' look and shook my head. "Yes you did. Don't lie to me, mister." I tapped his nose and giggled.
He shook his head at me. "I'm not lying. I don't lie."
"And saying that you don't lie makes you a liar."
He dropped his jaw, acting offended, but I could still see the smile in his eyes.
I placed my my hand under his jaw and closed his mouth for him. "Oh, don't even start with me," I joked.
He swatted my hand away and stuck his tongue out at me.
"You are so childish," I said, sitting up.
He whined and held his arms out to me, begging me to come back.
I just shook me head.
He whined again and stuck out his bottom lip. "But Leeeex..."
I shook my head again. "Nope. You lied to me. I'm not cuddling with you."
"But Leeeex," he repeated, "I loooove yooouuu."
I smiled at him. "I love you, too." I leaned down and placed a peck on his lips. "But you still lied to me." I got up off the couch and started crossing the room, but stopped when I felt Jack's arms around my waist. He kept whining and begging me to come back to the couch, but I just ignored him.
He began kissing my neck and my cheek. He made his way around and began planting multiple pecks on my lips. Eventually I gave in and wrapped my arms around his neck. "Alright, alright," I said, giggling between his kisses, "I'll come back and cuddle with you."
He stopped kissing me and smiled brightly. He picked me up and carried me back to the couch. We continued cuddling for a few more minutes before we heard footsteps upstairs.
We both looked at each other in confusion.
"Were you expecting Rian?" I asked him.
He shook his head. "No. I told him not to come over today because you ended up spending another night." He stood up off the couch and headed over to the steps, leaving me laying on the couch by myself, stopping in his tracks when a voice called out for him.
"Jack! Where are you, you worthless mother fucker?"
Jack and I gulped in unison. Jack's dad was home.
And to make things worse: I had no way out.
I jumped up off the couch and shot Jack a panicked look. He quickly pointed over to his closet before heading up the stairs.
I nodded and rushed over to the closet and sunk into the clothes and onto the ground, hiding myself the best that I could. Oh, God. Jack's dad was home. Not only was I feared for Jack's life this time. No. This time, I was fearing for my own life as well.

Notes

Just a little filler for you guys. Sorry I haven't been posting. Really. I've been meaning to. But thank you all for being so patient. I love you all!

-Ryan