Trouble... (A Harries Twins Fanfic)

Chapter 5 (Two can play this game you bipolar fuck.)

Chapter 5

Trying to block out the sun that light up the room, I turned in bed, pulling the covers over my head. Wanting nothing more than to go back to sleep, I almost gave up when I heard the loud, constant banging that was coming from the small kitchen area in the corner of our room. Turning, I pulled my pillow over my head in an attempt to block the annoying sound out, however, it was still audible. Giving up, I threw the blankets off of me and sat up in bed. "UGH."

Looking towards the mini kitchen, all sleep was drained from me when I spotted Jack in nothing but his Calvin Klein briefs. Feeling my heart skip a beat, I looked more closely at what he was doing.

"Are you pouring alcohol into your cereal?" I asked loudly before I could stop myself.

Startled a little, he turned around to look at me, and that's when I noticed the huge bags under his eyes and his waffled hair. "Oh good you're awake. Do you have some Tylenol? I have the worst hangover ever." He looked at me, holding his head. "And yes, I'm pouring alcohol in my cereal." A small smile crossed his face.

Looking at him with a confused expression, I wondered why he wasn't mad at me. Was this kid bipolar or something?

"WELL?" He shouted this time, startling me out of my thoughts. Yup he was definitely bipolar.

Shaking away all my thoughts, I quickly looked around my suitcases and bags. "I might. Hold on. You don't need to yell." Going through my bag, I found a container of painkillers my mom put for me for my period cramps. "I don't know if these are Tylenol. But they're painkillers." I handed him the container, brushing my hands through my tangled hair.

"It's fine. I'll take it." He opened the container and took two, swallowing them in one gulp.

"Put some clothes on." I eyed him as I put the container into one of the drawers next to my bed.

"How about you don’t tell me what to do bitch." He cocked up a brow arrogantly, looking in my direction for a mere second. "Besides, no one's forcing you to look." He turned away, throwing himself on his bed, extending his legs as he crossed his hands behind his head.

Turning around, I felt the blood rush to my face in frustration. "Excuse me? Who the hell do you think you are?"

"Jack. Jack Harries, babe." He shot me a wink casually.

Feeling the frustration bobble up inside me, I could no longer control my anger. "Well, listen up Jack fucking Harries! You need to get your fucking shit together because if you think I'm gunna be that roommate who'll take your fucking crap, then you've got another thing coming. So don't you dare talk to me like that and don't you dare treat me like shit. I'm not here to play any games and I'm not fucking overjoyed with the idea of us being roommates either. So shut the fuck up 'cuz two can play this game, you bipolar fuck." I glared at him, the heat of anger radiating off my face.

Taken aback, Jack's eyes widened at my sudden outburst. His mouth hanging open, it took him a few seconds to snap out of his current state of shock as he blinked his eyes a few times as if he couldn't believe his ears.

Turning on my heels, I started for the bathroom door when Jack stopped me short. "You know, it's damn sexy when you're mad." He said, leaning back on his bed as his eyes travelled down the length of my body.

Growing even more frustrated, I didn't even bother to respond anymore. Walking towards the bathroom, I threw the bathroom door closed behind me. Taking off my clothes, I walked into the shower and turned on the hot water, letting it fall over my body. As the steaming water relaxed my nerves, I took a deep breath and tried to keep my mind off of Jack and his cocky self. This kid was going to be the end of me.