Because Of Her.

19 | She will call back.

L I A M 

I arrive at the building in less than fifteen minutes and walk inside. Since I only know the place where he lives and not the actual apartment number or floor I head to the inquiry desk.

"I am looking for someone." I speak before the fancy front desk clerk can welcome me.

"Yeah of course Sir can I ask who?" Yeah no shit. I want to say but I control my urges.

"Douche...I mean." I ponder for a moment when I forget that douche name. Fuck. The clerk looks at me confusingly and I say when I remember. "Drake, I am looking for Drake. Tell me which floor he lives at."

"Sure, wait a minute." He checks on the computer which looks like it has gone through some tough shit. Fancy building but can't afford a new screen.

"There are three Drake that lives in this building can you tell me the surname of the one you are looking for?" he asks and what are the odds. I fucking don't know his surname, hell I barely remember his name.

"I don't know the surname but can't you tell...he is like my age and has hairs and height something similar to mine and oh yeah he has a douche personality." I add and watch the guy who looks at me with curious glances. He measures me from up and down and I inhale sharply.

"I am sorry Sir but what exactly is your work with Mr. Drake?" he asks suspiciously and I chuckle already irritated.

"You wanna know? How about you come out of that desk room you are comfortingly sitting on and ask me out here?" I challenge and he gulps.

"That won't be necessary...I-I will just give you the information from here." He stutters and I glower.

"Thought so, now give me the fucking name of those three Drake's." After for like ten minutes, ten fucking waste of minutes I find the apartment I was looking for. I knock on the door and read the name plate before looking around the corridor. I politely knock again when no one answers the door. On my fifth attempt, the door finally opens revealing a shirtless man.

"What? You trying to break our door?" he shouts and I frown. Does he live with some striper? As far as I remember he lives with his brother and if he is his brother then well yeah that explains how they can afford this place.

"I am looking for Drake is he here?" I ask and try to look inside without looking at him. He blinks and rubs his eyes before accessing me.

"I have never seen you before. You are his new friend?" he asks and fucking hell I can already see that Douche personality reflecting on him.

"Just tell him to come over here." I say through my teeth. He frowns and leaves me at door before calling his brother.

"Someone is at door for you Drako." He yells and I snort Drako?

"Who?" I can hear that Douche voice and I am fucking glad it's the right place. He finally comes out from some room and although I can see him, he can't because of the curve of the wall.

"Did you loan money from someone?" I hear that stripper asking and I roll my eyes. Can't they fucking talk later?

"What?"

"There's this guy who is asking for you. Looks like a loan shark to me. If you are in debt get out of here before he starts taking my stuffs."

"What the hell!" Drake voice carries through the hall and he finally appears on the door. I was kind of expecting something like that so when he punches on my face seeing me, I just roll my eyes at him before straightening myself up.