Best Thing I Got 《 Janthony 》*ON HOLD*

Chapter 3

"Anthony?!" Jasmine almost had a mini heart-attack when Anthony fell down in front of her, revealing Oak and Daveed behind him, grinning nervously

"Is he drunk?" She asked them for she smelled a hint of liquor, furrowing her eyebrows, ushering them to help her get Anthony inside

"Well, I guess we should've just let him throw away that shot." Daveed chuckled, helping Oak place Anthony on the couch

"Wait a minute, how did you guys know I lived here?" She questioned, closing the door behind her

"Drunk Anthony led himself up here." Oak said, holding back a laugh

"Well that's sort of a good thing, since we don't know where he placed his house keys, and we can't let him stay at our place." Daveed pointed out

"Excuse me, you can't leave him here." Jasmine protested, in no way is she going to let a drunk man sleep in her apartment

"Sorry Jas, as much as we don't want to, we don't really have a choice." Oak shrugged following Daveed who was already by the door

"You guys owe me for this." She groaned, looking back at the passed out Anthony

"Anything you want, my treat." Daveed nodded "Thanks Jasmine, see you guys tomorrow at rehearsal."

"Reminder though, when Anthony wakes up, tell him nothing happened after 12th shot." Laughed Oak, confusing Jas, as they proceeded to head out

Jasmine locked the door, and walked over to Anthony, who was still very passed out on her couch.

"What a good memory to remember of my first day meeting him." Jazzy laughed to herself

She took out an extra pillow and blanket, fixed it up for Anthony, so he hopefully gets a good night's sleep. She then afterwards proceeded to her room and slept.

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Anthony groaned, slowly opening his eyes up. He noticed he was in an unfamiliar room, sitting up with a bad headache, indeed he still felt a bit hung over. He heard water run, and a familiar voice sing. He slowly crept his way closer, peeking inside the bathroom, he saw a figure of a woman with mid length curly hair. The shower enclosure was blurred, which he couldn't make out who it was.

Anthony tried remembering last night, he knew he didn't link up with any girls at all, or so he thinks. He woke up in a couch, fully clothed, nothing happened obviously. But he wondered how he ended up here.

The woman opened the shower door, walking out, they both saw each other.

"ANTHONY!" Jasmine yelled, grabbing her towel, covering up her bareness

"Oh shit!" He cursed, running back to the couch

Jasmine wore her robe on, walking up to him "How long have you been there?" She asked stuttering, flushed in red

"I just woke up." Anthony stammered, avoiding his gaze at her, he was embarrassed and red "How did I get here?"

"Daveed and Oak brought you here, they didn't know where your keys were." She explained "I let you sleep on the couch, you passed out as soon as I opened the door."

"Thanks for letting me stay the night here." He smiled nervously "I'm sorry about, you know, seeing you there." He stuttered

"That will haunt me for the rest of my life." She sighed, continuing on with a laugh

"So much for a first impression, huh?" Anthony chuckled nervously, he knows this will haunt him too

"Imma get changed, help yourself to anything in the fridge." Jasmine smiled, approaching her room

Anthony couldn't help but stare. He knows seeing a girl naked in front of him, whom he doesn't have any sort of relationship with is wrong, but he can't deny it, she's hella hot.

He checked the time, 7:35, still pretty early. They didn't have to be at the theatre for another 3 hours. He stood up, and grabbed a glass of water. His headache wasn't as throbbing when he woke up, but he still felt it bad.

Jasmine walked out of her room, wearing a sleeveless denim top and a pair of white jeans with rips by the knees. Her hair down in their natural curls.

"You feeling okay?" She asked, noticing he had his hands rubbing his temple

"Yeah, just a little headache." He squinted his eyes, he wasn't okay but he wasn't in the worst feeling either

"Here." Jazzy pulled out a paracetamol, which he took in right away

"Thanks." He replied, drinking a glass of water

"Are you feeling okay for a rehearsal today? I can tell Lin that you're sick." Jasmine asked concerned

"Nah, I'm fine." He shook his head "I've gone through this before a couple of times."

"You don't mean walking in on a girl in a shower, right?" She joked, which mad Anthony flushed in red

"Of course not." He stuttered, she proceeded to laugh

Sure, that was the most awkward thing that ever happened to her, but she prefers to laugh and forget about it. Anthony on the other hand, wasn't taking it well, it was haunting him.

~I am supposed to be studying rn, but here I am 😂😂 anyway, I decided to update today because I might not be able to do so next week, we have to pass requirements and such 😒 so yeah, here's chap 3, bear with me for it us very very very short 😭 also next chap is a time skip, say around May 2016. This story is going by too fast for me, but I had to skip a certain time for my plans to lay out. Okay, bye loves 😙 shoutout to for the comments on the last chapter, and yeah, the Daveed stereotyping has to stop 😀😂~

January 16, 2017