"Landlord?? " "Who the fuck lives in this old motel? "- Zen asked "We don't know zen guess we have to figure it " out I roll my eyes at annoyance. "Hope he isn't a cunt like the other one." Yeah same. The other Landlord was the definition of worst piece of shit. I saw him jerking himself while looking at Zoe in a swim suit. Even after knowing they are 19 and he is fucking 58. I remove those disgusting thoughts from my mind. We left the place the second I found it out. "Old fuck" . "He really is". Looks like we are late I replied as I saw the clock striking 2.15 in the afternoon. And we are melting in the car. Unfortunately zen forget to brought petrol and we are out of it. And now three of us are drenged in sweat while pushing the car. "I think we need help" I asked. "Call andrew "Zoe replied I took out my phone as I dialed his number. Hello? Where are u guys? "Umm we are stuck looks like we are going to be late ....." "Okay but he fast" "Do u know any petrol shop nearby? Out car is out of petrol at the middle of the road" "Ik couple some I will message you." "Where are you at?" "Umm where are we" I asked zen. There is no sign of that. "But we are at nearby highway. Shit okay I will send some guy to take care of the car but now Wait for some times." "Do u guys have any money"? "Yeah I do". Try getting any cab and come as soon as possible he have other plans. Tell him to Wait and we are coming......
It took us 12 minutes to get a cab in the highway. And 20 minutes to reach Wonderland motel. When we realized it's almost 3 in the afternoon we knew we were fucked. This is so unprofessional. The red led light of the motel started to lurke from the dark. I step in as andrew open the door. "U guys are fucked "he wisper in my eyers. Just nod to whatever I say okay. Okay I wisper back. I told Zendaya and Zoe to come inside. As I step in the bedroom. I meet a dark figure from the corner looking at a cheap packet of cigarette while his mouth holds a fine cigarette. His butterfly pink lips are carefully holding the cigarette . "Guys meet harry the official manager and the owner of the motel". His brown black curls are now touching his forehead perfectly. Looks like these curls are paid actors. There is small cut under his lips I look up as I meet those green blue dark eyes...... Looks like someone haven't sleep for days. His hair is long almost touching his Colurboan. He is wearing a black tee shirt and a tight jeans while standing infront of me. Fuck jesus. He is literally art. He looked at zen Zoe and then shared a glance at me. Looking directly in my eyes then in my lips, for a quick sec, he removed his eyes. "Nice to meet u Mr style." Zoe replied "Call me harry".
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