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Anyways, happy reading.
-Amy-
I know that it wasn't the best idea to go after Ian but it's the least we could do.
Jovi could say anything because she's drunk and problematic.
I go with Ian's car, Jovi is right at the backseat. Her arms sprawled in the untidiest way. No offense but she look like thrash, she's still beautiful though.
The drive was long. I'm so tired, bored and sore. Ian looked tired too. He doesn't even make any sound. He must be really affected of the situation. I shouldn't have made that dare.
But if I didn't made that dare, there's lot of things that might happened to her. Things that would make Ian more furious.
This is so not Ian. He usually smile off his problem even worse he'll just laugh. He doesn't mind this much. Maybe he change. Everything change after what happened. Maybe we can't turn back time and fix it all up.
My eyes felt heavy when I leaned my head on the soft foam. I can't take it anymore I closed my eyes. I tried not to sleep but a couple of minutes or so everything went black.
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I was awoken by a loud chaotic noise. The next thing I know I'm lying on Ian's bed. I pushed the covers, standing. I headed to the bathroom, opening the door swiftly.
I looked at my self in the mirror. I chuckled softly because if Jovi looks like trash how about me? I bend down, turning on the faucet. Then splashed a handful of water into my face. Water droplets flowed down into my neck but I didn't wipe it.
Since this is not my house I don't have a toothbrush but Ian have a mouthwash and that could help.
I grabbed the mouthwash beside the mirror. As I opened it, the strong smell of mint and spice filled my nostrils waking me up completely. I poured some of it into it's cap and poured it into my rotten mouth. It stings, it's so hot but I continue to bubble it into my mouth.
After, I spat it out. I looked at directly at the mirror, wiping some excess beside my mouth. My hair look like a bird's nest so I rummage through Ian vanity but I can't find a single comb or hairbrush. So I just run a hand through my hair.
I walked downstairs. It's just 4:32 in the morning, yet they are so noisy. I followed where the noise are coming from so I headed towards the kitchen. Ian, Harold and Gabriel are laughing while eating.
Was it a dream or what? I don't get it. They were problematic and all last night. I mean we were. But right base on what I can see it's the complete opposite.
"Morning, Amy!" Gabriel greeted. With a big smile on his cheerful face.
Ian and Harold who's not facing me turned at the back to face me and they smiled.
"Morning." I greeted back, walking towards them.
I grabbed a mug on the cupboard, filling it with hot water.
"Was it all a dream or what? Because if it was a dream you guys were hectic and all. And oh Jovi had a problem. The last thing I remember that I was at Ian's car." I spoke. Scratching my head as I'm trying to recall what happened.
"No, it wasn't a dream. You fell asleep that's why I carried you up to Ian's room for you to sleep well. And if you're asking about Jovi she's at the spare room. Don't worry we cleaned her up already." Gab explained.
That's when the memories flooded into my mind.
But wait, they cleaned her up?
"Wait, you guys cleaned her up? So you saw something in her? You should have told me at least she won't wake up worrying that she's been watched you morons son of a bitch." I shouted in disbelief, slamming the mug on the counter top.
Hopefully the hot water didn't spill out of it.
"No we didn't bathe her. We just change her clothes. The only thing we saw was her in her underwear. Nothing more, nothing less. Then we just wipe her body with wet towels." Harold answered, giving Ian a high five. Who is now getting redder and redder in seconds.
"So...care to tell me why you guys are laughing at 4:00 am in the morning?" I asked walking through the cabinets, looking for cocoa powder.
They all laughed; except for Gab. He's facing down and he look so embarrassed. I look at him directly giving him a glittering stare.
"Gab, tell me now." I said sternly while taking a seat behind him, facing the two dorks.
AN:
Ian you're so cruddeeee!!!! - crude.
Crude Ian.
Crude
Crude
Crude
How was that??? Sorry for it is short and boriinnggg but it will get better soon. I promise 🙌👍
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