Kian and Franny: Unlikely

franny pov.

I stood at the door with two bags by my side. i nervously griped onto the handles while sizing up the new house. for some reason i couldn't bring myself to open the door.
"i only know like two people here! what am i doing?" i thought to myself. i contemplated just leaving.
"jc and i are close obviously, and i think i met kian at some party a while ago... bobby seems sweet and corey seems nice enough. hopefully the attention will center on the other new roommate harrison rather than me."
with a new tiny urge of confidence i raised my hand prepared to turn the handle just as a car door slammed behind me. startled, i dropped one of my bags and watched it tumble down the porch steps.
"oh ha you good?"
i looked up and focused on the now approaching figure.
"oh yeah i'm fine." i say rushing down the steps to grab my bag as he introduces himself.
"i'm kian by the way"
i grab the bag and stand locking eyes with him.
"oh yeah i think we met at a party a while ago."
kian looked confused.
"oh who's party?"
"it was over a year ago, i don't have the slightest idea." i say smiling guiltily.
kian grinned.
"i don't know either i was probably drunk" he said laughing.
i looked away. "were you now?" i roll my eyes jokingly.
he shrugs. "i mean it's very possible."
i laugh and he opens the door for me taking one of my bags out of my hand.
"thanks kian" i say while stepping inside.
"anything for you" he says walking in behind me.
i stop inside. "what?" i say trying to walk with him but he runs past me with my bag yelling
"joking fran!"
as he approaches the steps i yell,
"kian come on give it back!"
he laughs as he hands me the bag.
"come with me i'll introduce you to everyone else." he says and holds my hand gently guiding me upstairs.
i hide my smile.

pt.2 coming soon with kian pov <3 thanks if u made it this far