Ch 8 - Where Are They? ×

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"We should go for a drink!" Ashton cried out. We're on Michael's house playing video games after I met London earlier this afternoon.

"Yeah! Think we need that." Luke added.

Michael laughed. "Actually you need that." Michael directly addressing to Luke. Luke just raised his eyebrow. "Because I beat you for the I don't fucking know how many times already!"

Seriously, Michael hasn't even change a bit, he's still the geek I met back then.

We reached this bar at the end of the road after a few minutes riding on Ashton's car. I shouldn't get drunk because Mali hates it and Mum.

"So Calum, how's London?" Ashton asked after the waiter served our first bottles of beer.

I grabbed a bottle and drink first. "I don't know."

"Oh come on Calum! We're tired of hearing your 'I don't know!'." Michael said.

"She's fine, I guess. I mean, she's really a nice girl... Very independent... And I'd be honest she's really pretty." I said.

"Date her already!" Luke said. "Its the first time that you describe a girl like that." Luke said smiling.

"Plus she have a heartbeat." Michael added. I just smiled while shaking my head.

"You really like her, do you?" Ashton asked.

"I swear to god if you we get another 'I don't know' from you, I'm gonna kick your balls!" Michael said.

"Whoa! Just slow down okay?" I told Michael."I'm new to this and yes I like her but I don't know where I'm gonna start..."

"He said 'I don't know'." Luke said. "Go kick his balls now."

We all both laughed and get to our drink. I may be like a wild beast on stage but I'm a bit awkward when in comes to this.

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The night has been a blur. Don't remember that much really but... Where the heck am I? I scambled out and almost fell off the couch. Fuck! This is not my house. I look down my body. I'm just wearing my boxers and my clothes are nowhere to be found. How am I suppose to go home now?! Where are they?

I look around hoping that there will be a sign that they are here.

"Good morning."

I immediately turn around and see London standing in front of me wearing her sweatpants and a white shirt. I was relieved to see her but..holy shit! I tried to cover my body with my hands but of course theres no use.

"Uhh...you can use those." She said, pointing at a pile of clothes on the small table. "If you'd want to take a shower you can use the bathroom upstairs...its just at the end of the hall."

I nodded and grab everything and walk quickly. There's three doors so the bathroom is probably the last one. I started to head there but I pass one of the bedroom door and its open I mean just a crack so I get curious what's inside. I'm holding the the doorknob and about to push the door when...

"Don't!" I almost jump. Why do she have to always do that?

"Sorry. I just get curious." She started to walk towards me. Holy shit! Is she mad at me?

"Its okay." She said without meeting my eyes. "That's the bathroom." She said pointing at the nearby door.

"Right." I said and quickly get inside. Fuck! I shouldn't have done that. I take a quick shower and get dressed immediately. Surprisingly, all the clothes fits including a boxer shorts that I found on the pile of clothes. I immediately go down and find her on the kichen already preparing some breakfast.

"Good morning." I greeted awkwardly. She just smiled and motioned me to sit down. Two kinds of cereals are already on the table and a carton of milk. She seats just across the table.

"So...I was just wondering...how did I end up here?" I asked her like a lost child.

"The boys brought you here last night." She said as she starts to push the box of cereals to me so I just grabbed the nearest one to me, don't even bothering to look at it.

"You're so wasted last night...and Ashton said that your Mum will get angry to them if she sees you on that state...so yeah, that's why you're here."

"Crap." I said.

"Uhh do you need anything?" She asked. I can feel my brows forming a mountain shape. "Like tea or coffee...advil?" Oh right.

I smiled at her, she always cares. "No. Thank you." Well. This is the worst thing that happened so far.

I didn't push my luck any further and went home after I finished having breakfast with her.

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