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 When you get home, you're heart is still racing from a mix of what you'd just agreed to and the speedy ride home. Where the hell do you go from here?

You put on the kettle and took a seat on of the bar stools near you and dialed your best friend's number.

"Hey y/n. How are you?" your friend chirped down the phone.

"Yeah good question. Uhm..oh god how do I even put this"

"Spit it out already" you shouts, making you pull the phone away from your hear for a second.

"You know Tristan Evans?"

"Uh yeah, of course. OH MY GOD Y/N! PLEASE SAY YOU DIDN'T SLEEP WITH HIM?!"

"No, jesus, hell no. Give me some credit please. However, I agreed to move in with him for a month" you informed you, putting your head in hand realising how stupid it sounds.

"Wooow. Well that's not what I was expecting. Uh- why?"

"I really don't know. It's not something I would ever have done in a million years. But honestly there's just something about him. He sends my heart racing and makes me want to...live"

"Well good luck. I guess you better go pack"

"Yeah I should. Bye"

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