"so, who'd you end up picking for the roommate thing?" michael asked from my couch, his legs sprawled out as he and calum played fifa.
calum smirked and looked over at me, making me roll my eyes. calum had been gushing about how lucky i was to be living with orion since this afternoon after she left.
"this girl named orion demeola, she works at the record shop around the corner." i said, getting the money for the pizza we ordered out of my wallet.
"and she's fit as fuck." calum added, a huge smirk on his lips.
"not uh! show me." michael shouted, making ashton break his silence and laugh a little.
i rolled my eyes as calum grabbed his phone, and probably lurked for her through instagram until he shouted,"found her!"
i walked over there, to find michael gapping at a picture on her instagram page.
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"luke, can i move in too?" michael asked, smirking a little.
i rolled my eyes,"can you be a little mature?" i asked.
"dude, you don't think she's hot?" ashton asked, his eyes narrowed in my direction.
"she's pretty, but i don't think she's anything to write home about." i lied, shrugging a little. i could't think about orion like that, we were gonna be living together.
michael rolled his eyes,"sometimes i think you play for the other team." he said, taking a sip of his beer.
"yeah, calum's team." i teased, winking playfully at my best friend who laughed a little and replied,
"you know it babe." making me chuckle.
"when's she moving in?" ashton asked, looking up from his phone.
"tomorrow afternoon." i replied, going to the door when the bell rang, signaling the pizza deliverer finally arriving.
"well, i'll for sure be here to give her a warm welcome!" michael shouted after me, making me roll my eyes in annoyance.
no matter what, i wasn't going to look at my roommate as anything other than a friend; no matter how fucking fit she is.
