As I continue to sit on the balcony a thought came to me. One so simple yet heartbreaking. Having not one fully enjoyable day here since meeting jack, the only possible thing I could do in order for my wellbeing is to move.
Even though I've already grew an unhealthy liking to him, he makes me so angry and uncomfortable.
My thoughts were soon shortened as I hear the front door being opened with a struggle.
"Let me open it maldito maldito" I yell whispering the last part.
Soon I come into face with a drunk jack and his even drunker mates.
"Excuse me. Outa my way" Jack demands in a posh voice.
"Not a problem" I roll my eyes slamming the door behind them and sitting on the couch.
Soon I'm engrossed in a bunch of drunk dudes and their wicked minds.
"So. Naty. Do you, my friend, have a... boyfriend? Because my mate here jack is lonely and in need of a girly like you" Nate, I'm guessing, slurs while patting jack on the shoulder.
"I do actually" I say. Lying.
"Ok then what's his name"
"Uh. Shawn.." I quick think.
"Shawn who? Mendes??" Sam asks shocked.
"Aah yeah"
They soon forget about it as they talk about their stupid after party plans for next week.
"Ok well I'm off to bed" I say yawning. "And if any of you try to come into my room Tus bolas se perderán" I smile and slowly close my door.
I hear one of the guys yell out "invite Shawn to the party!"
"Hey Shawn.. I need a favour. Are you free next weekend?" ...
