My Guys.

10

Xander

"What number?" Leo asked.

"Three."
"Five"
Al and Mike answered at the same time.

"It's five you spastic." Alex stated.

"It's three. Who's actually been to her house?"

"Not you?"

"Park here." I ordered Leo in a low voice, pointing infront of Jasmine's house. Leo put half the car into the curb and parked right infront of her place, next to a bush.

"I was closer." Michael stated.

I swear they're like fucking children. So immature.

"No you weren't. I literally said three."

"I said five."

"So?"

"You were both close. Yes?" I intervened, ringing the doorbell. There's never a day where those two aren't fucking arguing.

"Hey!" Jasmine opened the door, looking gorgeous as ever. She was wearing brown jeans that hugged her thighs nicely and brown crop top with a pretty lace covering her cleavage with her hair left out in a wolf style? I don't know. Mike is the hairdresser out of the four of us.

She looked so fucking hot man.

"I didn't know you guys were coming." She took her phone out her pocket and checked the time. It was half 7. 

"Sorry gorgeous. We were in the area and thought we'd stop by. We can go-"

"No no no it's okay." She chuckled. "Could you just wait here for like two minutes? I'm sorry. I know it's incredibly rude to do this to guests but my place looks like absolute sh- Rohan isn't with you right?"
I shook my head.
"My place looks like shit and I can't let you guys see it. I'm so sorry."

"Don't apologise sweetheart. Take your time." Michael added, making her smile with a flustered expression and slowly close the door.

"You scared her away you ugly bastard." Michael turned to Alex.

"Shut up. You're so fucking ugly man. Like just looking at you is just painful"

"Your existence is painful. It hurts to be around you."

"It hurts to breathe the same air as you."

What are these insults?

I felt Leo rest his head on my shoulder from behind me as we waited for Jasmine open the door whilst the other two continued arguing.

"Okay I'm back. I'm so sorry. This will nev aser happen again." She opened the door a couple minutes later, stepping back to let us in.

"Stop apologising sweetheart."

"A call in advance would've been cool though" she looked back and gave us a small smile as led us in. "Okay I'll give you a tour because there's not much to show"

We took off our shoes and allowed her to continue. I noticed that her jeans didn't properly fit her, as in they were loose at the back. Goodness me.

"So this is the storage room." She pointed to the door infront of the main door. "Dryer. Obviously." She pointed to the dryer with a smile. "Storage room. Storage room." She pointed to two more doors. "Bathroom." She opened a door that said bathroom in small cursive letters. "I cannot be asked to put up a shower curtain so I just have to deal with the floor getting wet. Um my room." She pushed open her door to reveal her room.