Fast and furious. My version.

Chapter 17

I slipped out of Vince's arms in the morning, rolling onto the floor. He was still out of it and I didn't want to wake him.

I walked into the kitchen for a glass of water and nibbled on one of the biscuits I had brought. I leaned over the bench the container sitting open in front of me.

I had just finished the first one when I heard someone walk in and yawn.

"Can I have one?" One of the guy's that I hadn't been introduced to said.

I gave him a small smile pushing the container towards him. He grabbed one and shoved half of it in his mouth.

"These are really good."  He said shoving the other half in his mouth. "I'm Leon by the way, the other guy's Jesse."
"Nice to know." I said slightly laughing after I had been around them multiple times knowing his name seemed not that important. "I'm sure you've heard my name, but for introduction sake. I'm Lexi."
Leon gave me a wide smile taking another cookie and shoving it in his mouth.

I looked down at my watch, 11am. I normally wasn't the type of person to sleep in late. So for me it seemed like half the day was already gone.
"Well I better get going." I said straightening up and tucking my hair behind my ear.
"Why?" Leon asked like it was the weirdest thing that I could have said.
"Well I need to shower and change." I laughed picking up my phone and keys. "You mind telling the others that I left because I had things to do but I'll meet them later tonight at El Gato?" I said smiling at Leon who nodded.

I took one of the cookies and put it in my mouth winked at him and walked out the back door and walked to my car. I looked back at the house out of habit before climbing into the car and saw Dom looking down at me from the upstairs window.

I waved and smiled before getting into the car and driving home. I made my way up to my apartment and unlocked the door to see Owen sitting on my couch reading one of my books.

"Owen? What are you doing here? How did you get in?" I asked eying my door off, the only way to get into my apartment was through the front door.

"Which question should I answer first?" He said smirking looking over the top of the book.

I stood there with my arms crossed my keys still in my hands and giving him an unimpressed expression.

"You really should stop trying to find out how I do things or you're going to get a headache." He said still making look as if he was reading.

"What are you doing here?" I asked walking into the kitchen to put down my keys and phone and put the kettle on

"I found out something that I thought you might want to know. That's why." He said placing the book down onto the coffee table.

I stood next to the kitchen with one hand on my hip waiting for him to elaborate. But he continued to sit there smiling and narrowing his eyes on and off at me.

"What?" I asked impatiently.

"I can't look at you seriously." He said getting up and walking over to me.

"Why?" I said warily.

He pointed to my bedroom making me walk over to my room and look in the mirror.

Oh. No. Now I know what he was talking about.

My hair looked like a birds nest.
My dress was all crumpled and some of my makeup was smudged.

I stripped down and showered, redoing my makeup and changing into a pair of black jeans and a red shirt as quickly as I could to re-join Owen.

Who was standing in my kitchen eating an apple.