Ok, so I'm Freddie I'm 24 and I live with 3 girls. Emma, Jannett and Brianna, occasionally my my best friend Justin. We all share a house a little like a college house, but more fun and no rules. Living with 3 girls is hard, I'm like their big brother, so anything they need help with it always ends up being on me, or I have to sort it out... Which I don't mind because I've grown up with them and they are family to me, except something that happened recently which made me think about what I've been doing and more than ever questioning "do they really need me now?" here's what happened...
"FREDDIE!!!!!!" ... "FREDDIE!!!!!" ... "FREDDIE FOR GOD SAKE!!!!!!"
"what?! I'm in the bath Emma!"
"well get out I have news"
News with Emma is always bad... Or about Justin. They starting dating then stopped and started again and stopped, it's been going on for ages now were all bored of it.
"Freddie are you out yet?!"
"NO. I'VE JUST GOT IN!"
"well I'm coming in I really need to talk to you"
I pulled the shower door across just do she could see my head and shoulders and she walked in, i'm not sure mad or excited?
"Fred you won't believe it! I won that vacation off the radio! The one to Paris with 2 friends! Except I want to take another friend so I, going to buy another plane. Ticket!"
"wow Emma sorry for doubting you and the phoney add." I said in the most sarcastic way I could.
The conversation carried on and we both laughed about it and sat talking for about an hour. Until my bath water got unbearably cold! I got out with Emma still sat on the toilet getting more and more excited about this Paris trip she won.
2 and a half hours later Emma had verified everything she needed to too go on the vacation to the "City of Love". It was tea, all 4 of us was sat down at the table eating when Brianna had mentioned that she needed to get away, so Emma told everyone else about going to Paris.
"wow, excited girls. Not my place" i thought to myself while the girls was contemplating on what they are taking and talking about shopping and everything we can do in Paris.
"maybe me going wont be as fun as expected" I carried on thinking. "maybe I should stay home, look after the place as I am 24" even more thoughts came to mind "24! I'm only 24 my life isn't over yet my best friends 19 and my other friends are mostly younger too, I need to live, maybe find a girlfriend in Paris? Yeah. That would be exotic? Would it be exotic? It's just Paris? She'd be French? Maybe...not everyone in France is French...I mean, most of them are, but I'm going? I'm from the UK...and the girls? Their from Canada and America? So she might not be French. Although I'd like a French girl, well I like girls i'd like any girl" my thoughts rambled on all through tea and when I went to bed, I must of been up until 2am thinking.
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