Part five

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(Later that day)

We went to the mall and I tried to spend as little as I could so I wouldn't feel bad for spending their money. We got home and it was about 6, we skipped dinner due to a late lunch and being full.

I walk downstairs and See all the boys sitting on the couches watching tv while on their phones. Multitasking, nice. I sit over between Mitch and Jerome to break up the merome going on in here. "What're we watching?" I ask. "Don't know." Jerome answers, without looking up from his phone. Must be texting that girl again. "What girl?" Preston asks, looking at me along with Jerome looking at me with a weird look on his face. "Uh, the um- the girl he's been texting." I say stuttering from looking at Jerome, obviously hoping I don't say anything. "Oooo," Preston says raising his eyebrows, which makes Jerome give me a try-hard death stare. "Hey, it's not my fault you're good with the ladies."I say jokingly and walking away, feeling way accomplished. I go upstairs and decide to just watch a movie. About twenty minutes in, Vikk decided to join me, so he sat next to me in my bed and we watched some movie we've never seen. I ended up falling asleep on him, so he stayed with me. He ended up leaving after awhile I guess because i had woken up and he wasn't there anymore. I heard piano and it almost made me fall asleep again-in a good way-. I assumed it was Vikk, because I've stalked his Instagram before. And by the looks of it, we're home alone. I go over to his room, which is right next to me, and I peak in through the door that's slightly open. "Give me love like her," I hear him play, with an almost silent voice singing, "'cause lately I've been waking up alone," he sings. I go into the room quietly, and he stops playing. "Why'd you stop?" I ask quietly. "Why do you think?" He says, with a little chuckle. I just sit down next to him, implying he should start again. He just looks at me, wondering what I'm doing. "Ed is my favorite." I state, looking at the piano. After a couple seconds, I ask, "how do I play it?" He looks at me with a little smile, and shows me where to put my hand. He takes my other hand and does the chord with it, and pushed down on both my hands, "like that." He tells me, smiling nicely. I smile back and look at my hands again. "Play it again." I tell him. "Okay." He says, and in a couple minutes he starts playing, again. But this time he plays Gold Digger, and I laugh "oh, this ones a goody," I tell him, and we both sing in our bad singing voices, although, mostly my voice is the bad one, and I do the first rap part, then we both sing the chorus, then after a few seconds we yell, "WE WANT PRINA, WE WANT PRINA!" "Same," we here somebody yell from outside Vikk's door. We both jump and look behind us, we see Jerome and Mitch laughing their asses off, almost in tears. "How long have you been there?" I ask, awkwardly. "just long enough to hear that beauty," Mitch says. "Good." I state. "Why? did you do something while we weren't here?" Jerome asks, laughing harder than before. We both blush, even though we didn't do anything and we end up laughing, too. "Where is everyone else?" I ask. "Don't know. They're probably eating chick-fil-a, riding sweggy." Mitch tells me, laughing as he walks away. "Well, that was fun," I tell Vikk, smiling, "we should do it again." I add. Vikk nods and smiles. I laugh and have a goofy smile on my face as I walk away.

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