Chapter Ten

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*One Month Later*

The smell of food fills the apartment as I dance around the kitchen in one of her long shirts
and some underwear. The lit blunt hangs out of my mouth as I fix the two plates up and set them on the counter. As I reach into the refrigerator to grab some apple juice, I feel arms snake around my waist. She pulls me back up as I close the door to the fridge.

"What are we doing up so early?" She mumbles into my ear, arms firmly wrapped around my body.

"I have an early day so I have to start right now." I say as I turn my head to kiss her cheek, handing her the blunt and break out of her embrace to pour the two glasses.

She lets out a sigh and hops onto one of the bar stools next the the kitchen island, bringing it to her lips and breathing in before exhaling the smoke. "Where are we going?"

I chuckle and place the apple juice back into he fridge. "I have errands to run before tomorrow. You are staying here. You have a long shift tonight and you need to get your rest." I sit in the seat next to her as she pouts.

"I'm not that tired." She says simply, digging into her food and passing the blunt back to me.

"You just told me yesterday that you felt like a train ran you over and then backed up over you and then ran over you again." I raise my eyebrow and give her a questioning look. She shrugs and continues to eat and I start to dig in as well.

"Take a bath, smoke the rest of this, and get some sleep Leigh." I say as I bring our dishes to the sink.

I grab my pants and put those on as well as grabbing my phone and keys. When I come back out, she still has a pout on her face. "Take me with you." She whines. I smirk and shake my head while walking towards the door. "Actually the better idea is for you to stay here." I hear close behind me as I put on my shoes and grab my jacket hanging from the coat hanger. She's smiling in my face when I turn around.

"You're extra clingy today. What up? PMS?" I ask with a smirk.

"Ugh. Don't remind me." She says dramatically falling over the arm of the couch with a sigh.

"Don't worry about it. Listen, when you get off, text me and I'll bring over a tub of ice cream and we can do whatever you want." I say leaning my arms on the arm of the couch.

"Whatever I want?" She asks suggestively while sitting up leaning towards me on her knees.

I smirk. "With very few limitations." I add on with a kiss to her cheek. "Bye Leigh. Don't forget what I told you hun." I say walking out of the door.

I walk down the steps from the apartment and start my car. Leigh-Anne does live with the other girls in their huge apartment but most of the time they're out enjoying their freedom and purposely leaving us by ourselves. The arrangement has been going fine so far and I've gained four new friends from it. Jade is the quietist but she is hilarious when she does speak. Perrie is quite funny herself along with being the weirdest out of the group. Jesy might be my favorite out of the group, aside from Leigh of course. She has no filter whatsoever which makes everything she says feel more genuine. Leigh-Anne is becoming one of my closest friends not just because of the sex but also because of the late night talks and hang outs because of her weird hours at the restaurant. Surprisingly, I've gotten much closer to Lauren than I would've thought. We have late night smoke sessions and I go shopping with her when I need to get something specific which is the opposite of what Dinah and I do. Lauren keeps me on task which is why I'm shopping with her today to get the finishing touches for my halloween costume. Justin is having another large party and both of my groups of friends are planning to attend. I decided to go all out this halloween. Not at the last minute of course. This costume has taken almost a whole year to perfect. I have been planning this since a little after last halloween. What can I say? I love holidays especially the ones I can show out on. And for college students Halloween is definitely one of them. This is my first year at real college parties so I decide to make the most of it.

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