*This is in your p.o.v.*
Ashton :
'Ugh.' I sighed as the washing machine started beeping , signaling it was finished.
I emptied the laundry of my roomates and i into a basket , going towards the balcony.Hey living in a flat had its perks. You got a balcony , first of all.
I started to hang our wet laundry but to be honest I hated doing this. But it was how the chores were handled.
I reached for my favourite bra , looking for a clip to put on it. I saw a clip on the floor , a bit far away. I sighed , leaving the bra on the line , getting the clip. But when I went back to the clothing line , my bra wasnt there.
It fell on the downstari neighbour's clothing line.
'Shit!' I face palmed , going back inside. I wore some sandals , grabbed my keys and rushed downstairs.
I knocked on the flat right below ours , hoping it was an old lady or something.
But no , it had to be a hot shirtless guy that i obviously woke up.
'May i help you?' He ruffled his hair , voice raspy.
'Uh , sorry.. ah. My bra fell on your clothing line on your balcony. I was wondering if i could have it?' I said biting my lip , cheeks flushing.
He only smiled to himself , walking towards the balcony. I stood at the door like a dork , seeing his other 4 roomates walk around.
'Here yah go.' He handed over my beloved bra {a
: come on , we all have our favourite bra}
'Ah , thanks.' I flushed even more before i turned around , going up the stairs.
'Hey by the way I'm Ashton. It looks like you just moved in.' His other roomates also poked their heads out.
'Nice to meet you , I'm [y.n]. Yeah , i really like Sydney actually.' I said smiling.
'Well , how about you come downstairs tonight? Bring your friends too , just a nice dinner party maybe?' His roomates , bursting into laughter.
'Dinner party? Okay grandma.' A dude with green hair spoke.
'See you tonight.' I said going up , leaving his roomate's mouth hanging open.
Calum :
'Pff , it was so obvious Scott was gonna cheat on Kourtney.' I mumbled to myself as i sipped on my hot chocolate from a cute coffee shop in New York. It was winter and i was checking out the newstand in the middle of the street. See , this is why i love this city so much.
'He was probably cheating on her before , she just found out.' A tan guy next to me said , tugging his coat , hands in his pocket.
'What about that Tyga and Kylie drama?' I said my eyes going open. Finally , a dude who cared about useless shit.
'Poor Kylie , that dude cheated on her.' He shook his head , buying about 10 copies of a Magazine called 'Rolling Stone'
'10 copies? You're that obsessed? I'm more obsessed , I got 15 copies last month because they had different stories about Kurt Cobain in it.' I chuckled to myself , looking at the magazines.
'I buy 10 copies every month. I have one for my flat , my office , my bag , you get the idea.' He said as he paid for them.
'Thats freaking genuis. You dont need to carry your magazines around.' I said , a slight wind came up.

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