The Jerk Next Door

Chapter 3

"What you're not going to invite me in?" I heard his voice from behind me, followed by the sound of Za's laugh. 

I stopped but didn't turn to look at him, "Oh I'm sorry, I forgot that you're too full of yourself to realize that not everyone is going to wait on you. I left the door open; I'm pretty sure you could've taken that as your 'invitation."

"Ooh you just got burned, bro," I heard Za laugh at Justin, causing me to smirk with satisfactory. 

I stood at the bottom of the stairs and called up, "Ashley your company is here." 

It was a matter of seconds before Ashley came barging down the stairs; big white smile on her face and all, obviously for Za. Once at the bottom of the stairs she took Za into a warm hug then smiled softly at Justin. How she could stand to even pretend to be nice to him was unbelievable. 

"I was just thinking of ordering pizza if that's okay with you guys," Ash smiled sheepishly at Justin and Za who both nodded in agreement. 

"Can't go wrong with pizza," Za smiled warmly at Ash; causing me to smile because I knew that she was freaking out on the inside. 

"What are you all smiley about?" Justin smirked, causing me to unwillingly blush in embarassment. 

I just shook my head and walked into the kitchen to find something strong to drink. In a cupboard I found a nice bottle of red wine that I hoped would take off the edge a bit for me. Pouring myself a glass, I took a sip and instantly felt a little better. 

"Oh so you're one of those people. Makes more sense now," I heard from behind me, causing me to roll my eyes. 

I sharply turned around towards him, "Oh, and what is that supposed to mean?" I ask, crossing my arms with my wine glass still in my hand. 

He smirks, "Nevermind," then comes closer to me. "Mind if I have a glass?" He gestures towards the open bottle on next to me. 

I shrug, not moving from my spot. He smirks and shakes his head as he walks over to where I am and grabs a wine glass and fills it. He's standing so close to me that I can feel his hot breath on my face. He turns and looks at my arm. 

"You're getting goosebumps. I can take care of those if you'd like," he looks at me suggestively and raises his eyebrows up and down, stupid smirk and all. 

I curse to myself for blushing when I see that he's right, "In your dreams," I say, scooting away from him. 

"Playing hard to get, are we?" He scoots closer to me and whispers in my ear, "I'm up for a challenge." And with that he walks out of the kitchen. 

I rub my arms as chills unwillingly race down my spine. I grumble to myself and shake my head. I hate him so much that it actually sickens me. Why does he have to flirt with me? I lean back against the counter and pour myself some more wine; I'm most likely going to need another bottle to help myself through this night. 

I grab the half empty bottle along with two more glasses and walk into the living room where everyone else is hanging out watching what looks like Jersey Shore. I set the glasses and bottle down on the coffee table and look at Ashley and Za. They're cuddling on the love seat and I'm tempted to take my phone out to take a picture. I smile and decide that I'll give into my temptations. 

I take my phone out of my back pocket and open up instagram. "Smile," I say as I snap a picture. Ash smiles while Za gives her a sweet kiss on the cheek. I smile at the cute pair and wish they would just make it official already. They met at a party a couple months back and have had eyes for each other ever since. But I'm not really sure why they haven't made it official yet.