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in a few minutes michael came by. i quickly got in and sighed in relief.

"i want my $50 note" he sticks his hand out

"howd you know? also you cheated" i pout

"i didnt cheat, i was looking after you" he rolls his eyes, his hand was still out for the note. a bet is a bet.

i take out my wallet and give him the money.

"now lets go home" he chuckles

-

"he didnt actually fuck you right?" michael asks, pulling up to the driveway

"no, we just kissed" i take off my seat belt

"i was better right? even with his stupid lip ring, i was better, right?" he smirks

"thats a answer for another day" i open the car door and close it shut. i walk to the door and twist the knob, of course its locked.

"but id like to hear the answer now" he smirks

"just unlock the door" i roll my eyes

"not unless you tell me, i was better right?" he steps closer to me and i take a step back

"yes you were, now open the door" my cheeks redden.

"thats what i thought. no one can make you blush as easily than i do" he chuckles and unlocks the door.

jerk,

but i love it.

-

"jerry, come here" calum yells from his room

i groan, not wanting to get up from the couch.

i stand up and walk up to his room.

i look in his room, and just as i expected, they were sat on the floor in front of calums tv, playing fifa. idiots.

"what do you want?" i ask, still standing at the door way.

"can you call the pizza guy?" calum asks, his eyes glued to the tv

"sure" i start ringing the pizza hut.

"what do you want?" i ask

"hawaiian" he simply says

after a few seconds someone picks up

"hello this is pizza hut, what would you like today?" i heard a woman answer

"hi id like a hawaiian pizza, delivery" i say politely

"is that all? and whats your address?" she asks

"yeah and (im so uncreative with addresses i stg im sorry, insert any address here)" i answer

"ok, it should be over in 20 minutes, thank you for calling" she informs me

"thanks" i hang up

i walk into calums room and jump on the bed.

"jerry shut up! im trying to win" michael groans

"i didnt say anything!" i defend

"you just did, shut up" i could feel him smirking

prick.

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