Strip that down

Chapter 17

Elena P.O.V

Few days after.

"Stop being such a divhead!"I said as I looked through the rack to find my damn brother a shirt for a event he totally forgetten about and therefore forget to pack what he needed for it.

"I'm not!"Yam said as he bit his lip looking at the shop assistant ass.

"You are! And to think I'm missing peaky blinders due to you!"I said as I rolled my eyes at him.

"Cillian Murphy and Tom Hardy are old enough to be your father."Yam said his gaze still on that ass.

I clapped my hands in his face. "That shop assistant is young enough to be your little sister."

He looked at me and his nostrils flared up. "Seriously El?"

"You used the father line on me so fuck off." As I handed him the shirt.

"I gladly fucking will."

"You'll be doing the world a favour."

He stuck his tongue at me as I stuck mine back at him childish then he walked into the changing room.

My phone started to ringing, I pulled it out of my bag to see Zara name flashing. I let out a sigh and answered it.

"Hello?"I answered it looking down at the floor.

"El? Why the fuck are you being so formal for?"

"What do you want? Me to greet you with hey bitch who did you fuck today?"

"Nah it's fine. Where are you?"

"My stupid damn brother forget he had this event tonight so last mintue we are out shopping for a damn shirt."

"He's more of a tarado then I thought he was."

"Yeah. What's up?"

"Nothing. I was just checking if you were going to be home tonight?"

"I was going to be but if you don't want me to?"

"Erick is coming over and it's really special night for us."

"Yeah I got the drift don't go into detail please."

"What are you going to do then?"

"I'll grab Chris and ask him if I can pratisce some surgeon chiz on him."

"He would actually say yes you know."

"I know he will."

Yam stepped out. I let out a soft chuckle. "Tarado has come out see ya later."

"Tell Tarado I say good luck see ya."

Then I hung up the call and put it in my bag. Yam looked at me. "Who are you calling a tarado?"

"You."

"Why?"

"Because you are one."

He rolled his eyes. "Gracias."

"Dè nada."

He looked at himself in the mirror. Then turned back to me. "What do you think?"

"Perfecto!"I said with a thick Italian accent.

He faceplamed himself but then let out a soft laugh. "Don't do that again." Then he walked back into the changing room.

"Elena?"

I turned around to see Richard stood there with Chris. "Hey guys!"

"Hey!"Chris said with a smile on his face. "Whatcha doing?"