Breathe (Anthony Trujillo)

*23

It's been about a week since I've moved into Jake's house. I've kept very good distance from Erika and haven't had any encounters with her yet. Oh, and I got Jake to kick her out of the queen suite so Anthony and I could have it.

Right now, I'm out shopping with Banks/Ricky, Rice and Alissa. I've been hanging out with them a lot lately, and it's kind of relieving, because every time I'm at their house or just with them in general I meet someone new. I definitely still make time for Anthony and I's relationship. It's also good for us to have a break here and there, so we don't fight a lot and get quickly annoyed of each other.

"Rice you literally buy Gucci everyday."

I groan not wanting to spend 20 minutes looking at 5 things, that he ends up getting all of in the end.

"What's wrong with treating yourself sometimes?"

He say shrugging.

"Nothing. I'm just waiting for the day you go bankrupt."

I chuckle.

"Ha ha ha."

He sarcastically laughs. We laugh at him and finally continue walking.

"If you're going to Gucci, I'm going to buy 20 minutes worth of tacos, before I go to Logan's."

I point to the food court behind me. They all laugh at my love for tacos and wave me off.

"Text me bitch!"

Alissa yells before I walk away.

"Okay, Love you bitch!"

I yell back.

"Love you too!"

A bunch of older ladies glare at us. I laugh and continue walking to the food court. I get in line and pointlessly look at the menu, when I know I'm going to get the same thing.

"Oh me Gee!"

They literally yelled that. I turn around my eyebrows furrowed.

"Tish!"

I bury my chin in my neck confused as to why this random 13 year old is yelling my name.

"What? What's happening?"

I ask.

"I'm a fan."

She points out noticing my confused face. I stand up straight and smile at her.

"Ohhhh, sorry. I kind of forgot that Jake Paul is my friend."

I make her giggle. I open my arms and embrace her into a hug.

"Can I get a picture?"

I nod. She holds out her phone on her snapchat camera. I smile up at her phone.

"Thank you!"

I hug her one more time before she runs to her family. I smile and wave at them, they wave back and then walk away with her. I turn to the lady at the register.

"Sorry, for making you wait."

I apologize. She smiles and waves it off.

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"Evan!"

I scream, when Evan flicks his 50th ball of paper at me.

"Stop, I have to clean this."

I grumble. Logan and Brendan are at Logan's desk talking to the camera silently about Evan and I.

"Logan control your child!"