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Once Cynthia got out of the shower I lightly whipped her with a towel calling her an idiot and she was just repeating "sorry." Her defense was "he's hot, you're hot, why not." Maybe the fact I've known him less than twenty four hours? But trust me, I wouldn't mind having him. His looks are a plus to his phenomenal personality. Well, what I know of it.
I got in the shower after her and right now I'm in Max and Harry's room laying on the bed Jethro used.
Once the guys returned with the bagels, they made "deliveries" and personally gave everyone their bagel along with a song about whats on it and what type it is. I enjoyed my plain bagel with vegetable cream cheese. "But the guy didn't sneeze on the cream cheese and it's because they said please." Their lyrics.
"Do you have a singlet or anything I can borrow as a cover up so I don't have to wear this?" I ask Jethro and pull on my tank top and denim shorts. I rather be in something loose and I forgot one of my many coverups.
"I actually didn't bring one." He tells me. "Sorry squirt." He says and lays next to me on the bed.
"I wanna be free." I sigh.
"Just go naked like a wild banji."
"I don't think that would be acceptable."
"Oh, society sucks." Jethro jokes.
"I wonder if Max or Ryan have one. Or Harry."
"You would wear one of theirs?" He asks astonished. Why is that such a shock?
"Yeah? They're my friends too?" I brush it off with a laugh.
"Don't you think Lucy would kill you if you borrowed one of Ryan's?"
"Okay so I'll see if Max or Harry would let me borrow one."
"But you barely know Harry."
"He stayed in the room with me last night and we had some pretty deep conversations, I think I can borrow a shirt if he'd let me. Even if I didn't know someone I'd let them borrow a tank top."
"He stayed in your room?"
"Yeah. Where'd you think he was?"
"I didn't think with you."
"Why are you getting so worked up over this?" It's really surprising.
"I don't mean to. I'm sorry. You're just not the type of girl to do that."
"I didn't do anything." I laugh. "He couldn't sleep, you know I can never sleep, he knocked on the door, we talked, ate food, and then we fell asleep."
"He slept in the bed with you?" He turns his head to look at me.
"No, Jethro. He slept in the other one. What's your problem?" It's actually really bothering me that he's getting like this. He's never really been like this with me before.
"I just, I heard stories."
"What kind of stories? Everyone said he's a nice guy and I haven't seen the opposite."
"Just that he gets around."
"He's been here a few months so how much could you possibly know?" I defend the new friend.
"He's just got with a few girls and you're a nice girl. I don't want you getting hurt Bells, that's all."
I'm glad that he's looking out for me but I don't want him to verbally attack me, especially if I've done nothing wrong.
