Living Arrangements

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#Chandler's Pov#

I storm back in the front door of my home, pissed off and upset. I can't believe that little cheating bitch would do that to me, to us. Mum and dad give me a weird look then see my face so they decide to leave it be. I storm up the stairs in fury.

"Let go of Julie and take my hand, let go, it's time to be my man

Let go of Julie and kiss my face, she's standing she is standing in my place" I hear being sung from Hayley's room. She has always had a beautiful voice. I stopped by her open door but not where she could see me. I stop and stand, with every word she sung little by little bit my anger went away.

"No I'm not normally the jealous, jealous type. But I imagines it'd be you and me, tonight

And I bet Julie's really smart, oh, you keep saying she's so cool but if you pick her over me your just a fool" she sang again with such emotion. I try and move closer to hear better but not realise mum's table with pictures on it there. I bumped it over causing a couple of them to fall over making a noise. I mentally curse myself and pick them up, putting them when they were.

"Everything okay up there?" I hear mum call from downstairs. Shit, I have to respond or she is going to come back up here and be suspicious.

"Yep" I reply to her. She doesn't speak anymore which mean I am in the clear. I decide to make my presence known seeing Hayley would have heard that, maybe. I walk past the opening of her door and lean against the doorframe. She does not even look up, maybe she didn't hear.

"Why where you hiding behind that wall?" she asks curiously, looking up from her book with her glasses on, God, if she can even look more beautiful. Woah breathe Chan, breathe.

"I, uh, I, was actually on my way to m-my b-bedroom" I stutter out. Since when have I ever stuttered. I then let my eyes wonder over her. She was sitting cross legged on the bed with her laptop open on the side along with her phone and a book open in front of her. She was a black tank top that shoed of her chest and curves along with booty shorts that showed off her legs. Wow, she was drop dead gorgeous. I look up to her eyes and realise she was looking at me too. Well she must not hate me that much.

"Are you okay?" she asks, trying to avoid my gaze on her. I look down to the floor and sigh shaking my head, should I tell her?

"No" I say to her. Now I just realised, she has not raised her voice at me once, that is a step in the right direction right? I hope.

"What is it?" she asks, sounding curious. I look back up to her and shyly smile, scratching the back of my neck. Then she did something I thought she would never do. She slid across her bed and patted the spot next to her. I glanced at her confused but she rolled her eyes. She patted the spot again and I got off the doorframe and walked over to her bed. Sitting beside her.

"Tell me" she says softly, us being so close. I shift over a bit to get some safe distance between us. I begin to think in my head what actually happened and begin to explain to her. I open my mouth to speak when her legs catch my attention again. I look at her legs then further until I am looking at her shorts. I bet you she has a fine body underneath too- oh my god I did not just think that.

Uhh long story" I say to her, not really trusting my voice

around her. She tries looking me in the eyes and sighs.

"I've got time" she says closing her book and placing it on the side table along with her glasses. While she is doing that I can't help but to stare at her butt, she has a perfectly shaped butt too-Wow, I must be hormonal or something.

"Well, before I start can I ask you something?" I ask her. She turns back around and shrugs.

"Why are you suddenly being nice to me? I thought you hated me now" I ask her. I see her eyebrows knit together knowing she was pondering over the question.

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