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"Joshua, I swear to god, give me my phone!" I squealed, chasing him through the house. "Nuh uh kid come get it!" He laughed. "Danny!" I yell pouting. "What is it kid?" He came into the house wearing just a pair of swim shorts that were hanging lowly on his hips. "Josh has my phone again!" I whined.
Danny looked at Josh, "dude give her her phone back you don't want to have to pay for a 4th one do you?" He said. "Uhg fine here, he's right" Josh laughed. Josh had a bad tendency of ruining my phones. The first one he left on the roof of the car and then we drove off, shattering it to oblivion, the second one got run over by a cart at a venue and then the last one he dropped in the bottom of the pool.
I had been the Kiszkas best friend since 5, I spent a lot of my time at their house since my home life was less than healthy. Their mother practically adopted me and raised me. Josh Jake and Sam were like my brothers and I was like a little sister to them. When they befriended Danny he became my friend as well but as we got older things with Danny always seemed different.
I moved in with them once they got their own house and I had my own room. Life was much better here with them, they hired me onto their crew as their personal assistant because let's face them none of them were organized and would lose track of interviews or photo shoots they needed to attend or anything in between. One time before I was hired they nearly missed their flight to another state to perform.
"Put your bathing suit on y/n and join us outside" Danny said. "Ok ok I'm coming give me a few" I said going to my room. When I shut my door behind me I took a deep breath thinking about Danny in those shorts, I shook the thought out of my head. I couldn't think like that about him. He was my best friend that could ruin everything.
I grabbed my bikini and put it on and threw my hair up in a messy bun before grabbing my sunglasses and putting them on. I walked out of the room and outside where the guys were. Jake and Sam were sitting on the edge of the pool side with their legs in the water passing a blunt. Josh had more energy than any of us and he was doing literal laps in the pool. Danny was in the pool having a drink with his arms resting on the pool edge behind him.
Danny was the first to see me walk out, he stared as I walked towards them. When I caught him staring he quickly looked away. I knew for sure I was blushing because my cheeks felt red hot. It was a hot day here in Michigan nearing the 110s. It got hot here but never this hot.
"Y/n make sure you put on sunscreen. We don't want a repeat of last summer" Sam said, looking over his shoulder. Last summer I had forgotten to put on sunscreen and ended up with sun poisoning and I was extremely sick for nearly two weeks. It terrified them because they barely knew how to properly take care of themselves let alone a young woman who was sick. "Yeah not doing that again" I said, going to the table and applying the sunscreen they had taken out.
Once I was properly lathered in sunscreen I went to the steps and slowly entered the pool. "Want a hit?" Jake said, holding the blunt out to me. "Are you insane?! Remember the last time she smoked she had an anxiety attack and was paranoid for hours until she fell asleep on the couch!" Danny said. Jake slowly retracted the blunt, "oh... yeah forgot about that" he chuckled. "No more of that shit for me I'll stick to alcohol thanks" I said wading into the shallow end of the pool.
"Let's not try to kill y/n this summer" Josh said, surfacing near me scaring the absolute shit out of me and making me scream. "JESUS CHRIST JOSH WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU COME FROM?!" I yelled. They all erupted into laughter, "from under the water. Jesus you scare so easily I always forget that '' Josh laughed slinging his arm around my shoulder. "Josh might want to take your own words into account, just about gave her a fucking heart attack" Jake laughed.
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