Shreks POV

I was sitting in my living room drinking beer and watching football, when my phone began to ring. It was my dad.

"Hey Dad," i said as i placed the phone to my ear.

"Hey Shrek, i've got a favour to ask of you." he said, his tone slightly stern. I could tell he was troubled.

"Ah, sure Dad." 

"You remember Y/N, shes in your area and needs a place to stay. And before you argue, i remember you  don't like her but don't forget I paid for that swamp." i sighed realizing he was right so i agreed and we hung up. Y/N i hate her, she has always been smarter, more, better in every way, she used to follow me around  because she had a massive crush on me, and whats worse is shes very attractive. I think back to when she told me she loved me before she moved away to London.I cringe at the memory. I haven't seen her  in 10 years, when we were back in our early twenties finishing university.



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