MaryJane -» chris brown

23. misunderstanding

(A/n are they a thing now?? Y'all miss Jake or na?? SHIT. OK AUSTIN IS JAKE. JAKE IS AUSTIN.)

(Jasmine basically went home that day and spent the day chilling with the family)

Misunderstanding
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7:12 p.m
Jake's POV

I wipe the sweat off my forehead as I continued to pick up the weights.

All of a sudden, I hear Sponge Bob Square Pants theme song come on.

"Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?!"

"SpongeBob Square Pants!" I shout raising my hands in the sky as I accidentally drop the weights on my hands, which are now on my feet by the way.

"Ouch!" I yell picking up my feet.

"That really hurt Charlie." I say mocking the infamous "Charlie Bit My Finger"

"You're such a dumbass." I hear a familiar voice and I turn around to face Jasmine.

"My best friend!" I say putting my feet down as I open my arms eager for a hug.

"Ew, look at you, you're all sweaty and shit."

"Yeah something called working out, it's the fat crying duh, common sense." I say flipping my hair.

"Harsh." She says walking next to me.

"What are you even doing here? You're early." I say.

"Well, you're my best friend." She shrugs.

*BELL NOISE*

"That must be Kimber." I say putting my hands on my hips tiredly.  

"Can you get the door, Cheryl!"
I say in a old British lady's voice.

"Yes, Susan. What's the magic word?" She says playing in act.

"Pleaseee?" I say back exaggerating 'E' .

*BELL NOISE*

"Coming!" Jasmine says walking out of my room.

Kimber's POV

I see Jasmine open the door and we hug each other quickly pulling away

"O-M-G You're a beauty right there! How are you?!"

"Stop it! So are you! Come inside, the party just started!" She squeals in excitement.

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Chris's POV

"I don't think you understand, Mr.Brown. This picture is clearly you and student Jasmine holding hands location at Oxford street." The principle says,

"I don't think you understand, I was not with Jasmine on Oxford street! There are such things like photoshop, editing softwares, it's 2016! I wouldn't have the time to even go there, I keep it very professional." I say intertwining my fingers together.

"You have fair point. I'm very sorry for the misunderstanding and upfront the person who sent me this photo." He said intertwining his fingers together.

"I wouldn't do such a thing, everyone is my favourite student, Jasmine is honestly something else." I say chuckling as I flashbacks of me and Jasmine having sex came to my mind.

"Very well." He said, and I get up.

"Sorry for wasting your time, I am awfully sorry on how unprofessional I was." He says.

I nod understanding.

"You should comfort the student." I say

"Certainly!" He says walking out the door."

I checking my missed calls, no missed calls.

"Hmm, I think I should go have a drink."
I say exiting the place, and heading to my black RangeRover.

I pull out my keys unlocking my car, putting my keys on and switched the ignition on putting my hand on the PRNDL and headed to a place which was pretty cool and calm.

I park my RangeRover and opened the car door for myself, then closed the car door and locked the car.

I then walked into the pub, already hearing the soft jazz music, along with other people talking.

"Hey, can I help you out with a drink sir?"

Of course, what kind of question is that? I came in the pub for a reason.

"Yes." I say.

"What would you like?" She asks.

"A shot. Thanks." I reply sitting down in front of the bartenders bar thing counter . (a/n idk what they call it)

I see there was around 15 people in this bar, but it was a quiet bar... Which was very weird, yes. But I did enjoy quiet bars. If I felt stressed, or tired, it would be the main place I'd go.

Meanwhile talking my shot, I hear a female purr around me." Why hello there..." "What lonely handsome man like you is doing here?" She says snaking her arms around my body.

I turn around, to see a white female, around her early 30's I guess. She wasn't that bad, no judge.

"You know, chillin'." I respond back bluntly as she sat down next to me.

Chris, what did you get yourself into??

"Oh wow, but aren't you gorgeous?" She says biting her lips.

"Hey, I gotta go. Nice chatting to you." I say and I swirled the chair and got up dashing to my Black RangeRover.

"What a possible disaster." I say as I unlocked my car, immediately entering inside it.

I don't even know why I'm talking posh, why am I being so formal?

"God damn it, Chris, why am I so fucking extra?!" I yell grasping onto to the ignition with my key and switching it on.

I just wanna go home and lay in my bed, eating, sleeping, and relaxing.

and possibly, Netflix if I had more time,

And masturbate, if I had the time.

"Ok, lets go home." I spoke to myself, resting my hand onto the PRNDL and drifting away from the bar, and going home.

-20 minutes later

"Honey, I'm home!" I yell.

"Honey?" I say softly.

Oh yeah, I don't have a honey.