“Oh by the way Colin wants him to call you.” She said and I sighed. Colin was my well “fuck buddy” we had a friends with benefits relationship for almost a year. It doesn’t work with a lot of people but Colin and me both really never cared about anything or anyone ever so it just worked with us.
“I will call Colin later. I have to go. Bye.” I said then hung up and put my phone in my back pocket.
“Who is Colin?” Zayn asked and I shoved my hands in my pocket.
“He and I had a uh friends with benefits kind of situation.” I said awkwardly and all the boys smirked.
“So you are up to that huh?” The curly haired one asked and I rolled my eyes.
“Oh will you shut up. Just when neither of us got “lucky” we would call each other up and you know the rest.” I said and they laughed.
“Well didn’t you have fun nights.” Zayn said and the boys nodded in agreement.
“And mornings.” I said and winked at him before walking into my room. As soon as I got into my room my phone rang again.
“Hello.” I answered sitting on my bed and turning on the TV.
“Hi I just wanted to make sure you got in ok.” My mother’s voice rang through the phone
“Oh yea I am fine.” I said forgetting that I was supposed to call her. Just then the tight pants boy walked in my room.
“That your fuck buddy!” He screamed in the phone and I hit him upside the head.
“You ass it’s my mom.” I said and he started to laugh.
“Mikayla Jones who is that!” She said and I sighed.
“Tight pants what is your name.” I said and he calmed down enough to answer me.
“Louis. And my pants aren’t that tight.” Louis said and I rolled my eyes.
“Yea ok because everybody knows you are supposed to see the outline of your junk in pants.” I said then I realized I was still on the phone with my mom.
“Mikayla!” My mother scolded me and Louis chuckled.
“Sorry. His name is Louis and he was just joking about the fuck buddy mother.” I said glaring at him
“I have to go just don’t get into trouble.” My mother said then the line went dead.
“Why the hell are you in here?!” I yelled and he shrugged.
“It is boring out there Mikayla.” Louis said mocking my mother’s tone. I gave him the finger. I hated people calling me Mikayla I always have.
“It’s Miki my mother is the only one that calls me Mikayla.” I said getting up and opening another suitcase.
“You know a lot of people don’t think I am hideous.” He said crossing his arms.
“Fine you are a hot piece of ass. Happy?” I spat annoyed with him and he laughed.
“Yup. And what are you doing?” He asked as I started to just stare at a pair of heels.
“I don’t know I am bored. What is there to do here?” I asked and his eyes widened.
“You’re kidding right? It is London. What would you do back where you lived?” He asked.
“Stay out till whenever and get wasted and try to sneak booze.” I said and he laughed.
“Well how old are you?” He asked and I looked at him weird.
“Nineteen” I said and he smirked.
