Roomates: One Girl, Two Hot Guys And One Unforgettable Experience

Chapter #1

Zia's P.O.V

I walked into the apart.entire building that was for rent, I was supposed to be sharing it with another person according to the owner. As far as I can see, it had four bedrooms a pool outside and a lot of space. For a place like this, the rent-$100- was pretty small. I looked down at my outfit to make sure I looked presentable. I had on a skin-fitting red dress with white stilletos on. I hardly put on makeup because I don't really need it. I pushed the doorbell and waited for someone to answer.
I had to push it two times before I finally got an answer. "I'm coming!" Said a male voice. Don't males know they shouldn't keep ladies waiting?
The door was opened by a handsome boy who looked about my age. He looked irritated.

Alex's P.O.V

I heard the doorbell ring, but chose to ignore it. I put on my coffee maker and grabbed a mug. The doorbell rang three more times, and I heard a heel stamp down.
My dad had always told me never to keep a lady waiting.
I hurried yo the doorway irritated.
I hate when people came to my house early for no reason. I opened the door to be greeted by a very sexy and curvy young lady about twenty three, who had on heels that would make a man's feet hurt. She looked at me wierdly. "Are you Alexander Johnson?" She asked after clearing her throat. I cringed at the use of my full name. I hated the name Alexander, so I always told people mg name was Alex.
"Yes I am. Please, call me Alex."
"Well.....Alex, I'm here about the apartment. The owner stated that he was renting half the house, while someone......well you apparently. Was using the other half."
"The owner is my dad. Come in I'll ask you some basic questions, and then if I decide that I want you here, I'll show you around." I said in my business-like voice
"O...Kay." She replied hesitantly like she was afraid to continue with the interview.
She steeped into the house with her shoes. I hate that, but I'll let it slide cause she's sexy. She sat down on the couch carefully, trying to avoid sitting on her long hair.
"First off," I said quickly sensing she was uncomfortable. "What is your name?"
"I'm Zia. Zia Nelson."
Hhhhmmmm cute name.
"Well Zia. Zia Nelson. How old are you , what is your nationality, do you have a boyfriend and what is your occupation?"
Zia starred at me like if I had lost my mind. She cleared her throat and said airily,"I'm twenty-three, I'm an American. I have a boyfriend yes, he's Canadian and I own a fashion line, and I'm a model."
An American model with a Canadian boyfriend. Not bad.
"So you'd say you are a celebrity?"
"Yes I would."
"Then why don't you have your own place?" She looked at me like if she was about to slap me."Is this apart of the interview?" Her voice seemed strained.
"Yes it is." I leaned back into the chair and crossed my arms. She sighed and answered,"Paparazzi found out about my home and kept bugging me, so I decided to find a less popular place to live for a few months." She said this as if she was complaining.
"Will this boyfriend be stating here every night all night?"
"Only when I'm not at his house." She said nervously tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. I looked her lips. They looked very kissable, but I just met her, and she has a boyfriend. I can't seduce her. Yet.
"Let me show you around." I said getting g up quickly. She looked at me in surprise. "You mean I can stay here?"
"Yes Nelson. Now get up before I change my mind." She got up so quickly, that she hit her toe on the table's edge and almost fell down. I caught Ber effortlessly and stedied her. She cleared her thought and fixed Ber dress awkwardly avoiding my eyes. "Thank you. I have to model tonight. I don't know what I would do with a bruised face or knee."
"Well, you owe me." He said winking. She shit him a heart melting smile.

Zia's P.O.V

I watched at Alex's muscles as he showed me around the house. He looked like he could kill a lion with his bare hands. I slapped myself mentally, before my mind wandered to warp things. I had a boyfriend. And I was not the cheating type.

When he finished showing me around, he looked at me expectantly."Any questions?"
"Your girlfriend will be here right?"
"I'm a hump and dump kind of man. I don't have a girlfriend."
"Oh.....well that'll be all."
He took me to the door and I told him goodbye. He winked at me, and quietly and quickly closed the door. Suddenly, the place seemed hot.

I hope with all mg heart that I don't mess this up. Cause I do not want the paparazzi at my door again.