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This Place Is Haunted, Possession by a Ghost

Chapter Fifteen

When I wake up from a nap I took, I find Ricky still in my arms. I hear tiny little snores escaping his lips, and I smile, holding my boyfriend close.

My boyfriend.

Wow. I just can’t believe I can call Ricky my boyfriend now. It’s…different, but not in a bad way.

I reach for my phone carefully, grabbing it off the end table, successfully not waking up Ricky. It’s six o’clock. I haven’t really talked to the guys in a while… I should tell them the news, since we always tell each other everything.

I click on the Face Time app and call Balz. He picks up after a little bit, the screen showing me his happy face- the one that says ‘I-just-ate-some-fucking-chicken-wings-bitch!’

“Hey, Chris! What’s up?” he cheers happily. I hold a finger up to my lips before tilting the camera down towards Ricky’s sleeping figure in my arms before tilting it back up towards me, telling him to shut the fuck up and don’t wake Ricky.

“I’m good, by the way,” I tell him, my voice still sounding nasty, just not as bad as earlier. He furrows his brows together.

“You sick or something?” he asks sympathetically, I nod.

“I’m okay though. Ricky stayed with me all day,” I tell him with a smile at the mention of the name. I hear a giggle from the screen, one that was definately not from Balz. I recognized that giggle though...

“Awe, I see Chris blushing!”

It’s Ghosts’s voice I hear. I swear, Ghost is always with that kid.

“Awe, he is! Chris likes Ricky! Chris likes Ricky!” Balz sings, Ghost joining in after a second. I let them sing it a couple more times and have their fun before rolling my eyes and speaking up.

“Of course I like Ricky, he’s my boyfriend,” I speak up, instantly shutting them up. I see Balz stare at me for a second before glancing to his right, assumingly at Ghost, before smiling back at me. I can tell that he has excitement boiling up in him, and I prepare for what is to come right next...

“HOLY SHIT CHRIS HAS A BOYFRIEND! WE’RE TELLING ANGELO AND RYAN!” Balz cheers enthusiastically, hanging up before I can scold him for yelling, even though I just told him not to wake Ricky.

“Whaa?” Ricky yawns sleepily. I feel him stretch in my arms, shifting so that his head is resting on my chest, staring at my phone to figure out what the commotion was about.

“Balz and Ghost being idiots,” I tell him, toying around with my phone.

“I missed them?” he asks me, sounding slightly disappointed. He must really like talking to them, huh? I knew they’d get along well. I smile and nod at him.

“I’m afraid you did, babe, maybe next time” I tell him, the pet name making him blush furiously. He shyly hides his face in my chest and I chuckle at him.

“Not funny,” Ricky mumbles into my chest. “What time is it?”

“A bit after six, why?”

“Your mom gets home in, what, maybe four or so hours?”

“Oh, true, true.”

He giggles a bit and closes his eyes again, snuggling up to me as much as he could. Within seconds, he’s asleep again. He’s only woken up again when my phone goes off loudly, alerting me of a text. It’s from Angelo, of course. Ricky and I read it together.

Angelo: Cerulli finally finds his significant other...

I have to roll my eyes at that.

me: Aw shit, really? I never knew.

Angelo: The sarcasm wasn’t necessary lol

me: You were asking for it!

Angelo: So, who’s your new boyfriend then?

me: They didn’t tell you?

Angelo: They did, I’m just asking you again because it feels good to type

me: Oh. I don’t have to tell you then :)

Angelo: No pls tell meh!!

me: Remember Ricky?

Angelo: Woah, you’re dating Ricky?

me: Yeah

Angelo: Cool man. I gotta go. Bye :)


“That was kinda awkward,” Ricky tells me as I turn my phone off, reaching to put it back on my night stand.

“I basically grew up with the guy, I'm used to his awkwardness," I giggle. My giggle makes Ricky do the same.

"You're so cute," Ricky tells me, looking up at me with nothing but adoration. I imagine myself looking back to him with the same look.

"Maybe, but nowhere near as much as you."

"what is this, a sappy romantic comedy?"

"It can be whatever you want it to be."

"Shut up," he laughs playfully, closing his eyes again. I only assume he's trying to escape to dreamland again.