Bad Girl's Nerd

Chapter 43: I Helped My Best Friend Put On A Condom

Luke's POV:-

"Ian! Get your massive ass out of the shower!" Dylan loudly thumps on the bathroom door, making me look up from the book I was reading.

"Dylan, let him be. If you keep doing that, he'll take longer to tick you off."

In response, I get a death glare. "Okay.." I look back in my book. Since I woke up first, I was able to take my shower in peace. Dylan suddenly freezes and puts his ear on the door. "Do you hear that?" he whispers in disbelief. "He's singing! He's fucking singing in the shower! Get out you fucking pig!"

I tune him out and try to read. But in my mind, Lia's face kept roaming around. How she sat in front of me, moonlight bouncing off her hair. Her smile, that dress, her scent mixed with the smell of wood. I breathe out in frustration.

I want to see her..

"Oh thank you, your highness!" Dylan smiles at Ian who finally opened the door. "Thank you for stopping your beauty bath."

"Hey! Such gorgeous skin, is a result of careful and calculated, scrubbing and rubbing" he explains. "Someone like you-" he continues, "-and you-" he says pointing at me, "-would never understand the importance of skin care, because your skin is already at it's worst."

"Oh my God!" Dylan says looking extra-horrified. "Poor us! Tell me, Ian 'The Skin Specialist', is tomato good for your skin?"

"Tomato? Yes! It is rich in-"

"Well, I hope you enjoy scrubbing this then" Dylan snaps and squeezes out ketchup from a bottle kept nearby, and jumps into the bathroom, before anyone could react.

Ian made a feral noise in his throat, "You tricky son of a goat! I'll kill you! I'll shove tomatoes so high up your bleating ass, that your body will think your digestive system got fucking reversed!"

"That's a good one" Dylan laughs from the shower. I get up, not wanting to be there when Dylan comes out. I open the door, only to find Alex about to knock.

"Oh good," he says looking pleased. "Luke, I need your help. Com-" he stops his eyes widening. "Is that blood?!" he exclaims pointing at Ian, who was sprouting threats at the door.

"I wish.." I mumble closing the door behind me. "What's up?"

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"I don't think you can make that shot" I say doubtfully, as Alex aims a shoe, standing about 5 yards in front of the door. We both had shifted Max's bed at the entrance of their room. Apparently he was not waking up, and Alex wanted to wake him up in an efficient method.

"Oh wait," he says excitedly, taking off his sock. I cough from the strong, pungent, lethal stink. "I wore this, to all the matches" he grins proudly.

"Throw it faster, my eyes are watering" I cover my nose with my collared t-shirt.

"Here it goes.. Haiiyaaah!"

The shoe landed right on Max's face. I give out an impressed whistle. "Very beautiful" I pat his shoulder.

We both watch as Max woke with a start, looking scared like an infant. He jumps out of the bed and rushes out of the room in his boxers.

"Holy Mother of..." he turns to us. "Guys! Something died in there" he shrieks in fright.

"Don't you dare leave," Alex says under his breath, keeping a firm grip on my shoulder as I tried to make a quick escape.

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Lia's POV:-

Where the fuck is everyone?