Elevators and soap

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When I looked her son, I almost fainted.

At the top of the stairs was...you guessed it! Sean. Sean Sean Seany Sean.

I had no idea he lived here, no idea that my parents knew him, and no fucking idea why they never told me before. We could've been dating by now!

When he locked his eyes with mine, I tensed up because. He was hot and I definitely was not.

"Andrea, Hun you okay?" Faizah asked me by waving her hand in my face.

I quickly nodded. "Yeah, I was just...thinking." I spit out. Sean smirked at me and walked on.

"Well that dear was Sean." She said with a genuine smile. "I think you go to the same school, right?"

"I, uhhh,"

"Yes yes. Your parents have said. So you must know Sean. You must be good friends haha."

"No actua-"

"Well then it shouldn't be hard for you two to hang out and do all the "cool" things teenagers do this generation."

"Well I,"

"You know, when I was your age I used to always-"

"Uh can you excuse me. I need to go to the bathroom?" Damn she talked a lot.

"Oh before you do that, I'll show you to your room. It has an en suite so you can do all of you business." She started walking and I followed her into the elevator. The eleva- WAIT WTF?? THERES A FRIKIN ELEVATOR IN THE HOUSE?? And I thought I had money.

Anyway she took me to my room which was pretty large for a guest room. Then again there was an elevator.

"Here's your room, sweetie. If you need anything Sean would be grateful to help you. I have a meeting to go to in a while and will be back at dinner. Get comfortable." She smiled and walked out.

I jumped on the bed, taking a huge deep breath.


The disgusting pasta sauce was still on my shirt, so I decided to take a shower.

As I was turning the shower on by getting naked (haha...get it??), I realized that there was no soap. I put my clothes back on and trotted out of the room.

Faizah already left, so my only choice was to go to him. God, I was nervous. I never talked to him in person and our first covers action would be about soap. I'll never forget this moment.

So, I took all my confidence and knocked on his door.

There was no reply. So I knocked again.

Still no reply. Then I decided to check in if he was there in the first place by opening the door.

And that, you can say was a mistake I liked.

Sean suddenly looked at me, shirtless. His abs were...nice. But his face didn't seem so nice.

"Opening the door and checking me out huh?" He asked. I froze. "Have you ever heard about a little privacy, bitch?"

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 08, 2016 ⏰

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