The Bad-Boys Roommate

Games and Guys

Thirty minutes until the match is about to begin. Arsenal vs Chelsea. Red vs Blue. Jaden vs Bella.
This morning after Mia and Ace cooked us breakfast, everyone left, most of them telling us they will be back before the game. This gave me and Jay time to talk.

I basically told him everything. I told him how my mum and dad split up after my mum became an alcoholic and it wasn't long before she started on the drugs. Me, my brother and sister all lived with her for a year after the divorce... until she met Mark.

She met Mark through one of her drug sessions and she soon became an addict. He moved in so my Dad decided it was time for us all to leave but my mum wouldn't have that. I've been told that my mother didn't think it was fair for all of her children to leave so she made me stay because I was her favorite but I think it's just because she wanted her benefit money to keep rolling in.

Jaden didn't understand why my Dad didn't take me with him... I wanted to explain, but to be honest I don't know either.

I always assumed it was because i was the most independent so maybe he thought that i would be able to handle it? I have little contact with him anymore, just the odd call and a card through the door on my birthday.

I then went on to talking about how i got bullied in my old old school after my mum was caught trying to pick me up high. Before long everyone in school had heard about the girl with the druggie parents and so I was blamed for that. Then I talked about when I met Gemma and moved and about how much better it had gotten and it was then when i realized what a good listener Jaden actually is when he has to be.

To be honest it felt good to talk about it and get it off my chest. If it weren't for this football match I'd feel really relaxed right now.

The doorbell rings and in walks Tyler wearing a Chelsea shirt. I scream and run over and hug him, while excitedly pointing out the fact that we have matching tops on. Ace and Cole walked in after them and I could tell they were still slightly surprised how into the game i was getting. Even after playing football with them for weeks, they still underestimate how passionate i am about it but i cant really blame them- im sure they haven't met that many girls completely obsessed with football like i am.

"are the girls not coming?" I ask them all.

"No according to Mia, 'football isn't their thing' so they will come round after the game i think" Ace answers cooly and i although i'm slightly disappointed, i dont mind hanging out with just the boys.

Tyler shouts from the couch that its about to begin so we all sit down on the sofas, our eyes fixed on the screen. This is gonna be a long night if Chelsea doesn't win.

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"No way" i mutter under my breath as i watch the replay of Mesut Ozil's head pushing the ball right into the back of the net. Its been 2-2 for at least thirty minutes and now in the 92nd minute they score the winner. Unbelievable. I'm never gonna hear the end of this from Jaden. From the sofa next to mine he stands up and cheers, hugging both Cole and Ace.

"The gunners have done it again," He cheers while he smirks over at me, i flick my head in the direction of the TV and keep my fingers crossed that we can equalize but there just isn't enough time. The final whistle is blown and they start cheering again, i turn to Tyler who just rolls his eyes and says that there is always next time.

"Don't get too excited, you aren't top of the league yet," I snap at Jaden, Cole and Ace who are still running around the room celebrating, obviously trying to get on my nerves.

"YET!" Cole shouts which makes the other two laugh, idiots. Tyler suggests leaving the apartment before one of us kills them and for once, I couldn't agree more with him. Tyler drives us down to the local Tesco in town to get some more drink and snacks- the only thing that was gonna get me through the evening of being teased by Jay. Thankfully Tyler has pretty much the same music taste as me so we spend the car journey shout-singing to Can't Stop by red hot chilli peppers.