PART ONE:
Its 4am, bathing in the ever so cold California showers while playing my favorite Usher song, You Got It Bad.
*30 minutes later*
The music’s still on full-blast, this time, I’m playing J.Holiday’s song, Bed. I pick out my oversized plain white T-shirt, black cheetah print underwear, black breast-hugging bra and my black lace shorts. I wear my Black Chuck Taylor’s and pick up my London themed luggage. Just then I heard a car beep outside my house. Shit. It’s Paris, my best friend. Oh shit I’m not ready yet. I pick up my phone and text her “Hey babe, hold on I’ll be down in 5.” And send it. I grab my make-up kit and push it inside my still open luggage. Picked up a few hair ties, took my iPod off the speakers and drag my luggage out the door to my room. I hurriedly ran to my parent’s room and give them a quick goodbye kiss and leave a letter I made for each of them on their bedside table. I shut the door silently. I didn’t want to wake them. I go down the stairs and drag my luggage with me, grabbed my key to the house and went out the door. There, I saw Paris’ top-down waiting for me. Paris has been my best friend since the 3rd grade and she’s always been so gorgeous since, with caramel brown eyes, perfect white teeth, natural pink lips and dark brown hair. She is every guy in our school’s fantasy. And there’s Nick, her in her words “not-my-boyfriend” friend.
“Hey Casey!” Nick greeted me.
“Hey babe.” Paris did the same while giving me a quick kiss on the cheek.
“Hey guys sorry it took a while” I replied.
“Oh its okay. WERE OFF TO TENNESSEE BABY!” Paris screamed, and so did Nick and I.
Suddenly, Justin Bieber's, Fall, played on her iPod. I went silent. Just when Paris realized it was Fall, she turned to me and turned changed the track without taking her eyes off me.
"Oh my God babe i'm so sory. I didn't mean to" she said.
"Its okay babe. What happens in the 8th grade, stays in the 8th grade." I replied as she gives me a weak smile. I close my eyes as i try to hide the tears about to fall down my dark brown eyes, and i fell asleep during the proccess only to be woken up by Paris.
"Hey Krissi? Were here.. Get up cupcake." Paris said before she walked into the house.
As i try to regain my vision i saw a house that looks brand new, in front of me. Its like a modern mansion. Wow. Nick must be really rich to be able to get this house for just 3 people to stay in.
I stood up and get my luggage from the back of the trunk but since i just woke up and i was a little bit dizzy, when i got down to pick it up, I felt someone touch my hand. I looked up and saw Nick as he said "Be careful, beautiful" and winked. What the fuck was that? No, its fine. He probably was just teasing me. As I pick up my luggage and dragged it to the house, ignoring the rocks, I opened the door. I immediately saw Paris. "Hey P? Where am I gonna stay?" I asked. "Down the hall, first room to the right." she said while checking the place out. "Got it. Thans babe." I said. "Hurry up alright?" She said. There, found it. The moment i open the door, I see posters, a lot of posters of Nirvana and a guitar. Hmmm, Nirvana, my favorite band and a guitar my favorite instrument. Wow, Nick is really good at this. I pull my luggage and open the first closet i saw, but there are clothes. Hm. Strange. I look around the room and find another closet. When i open it, there's no clothes whatsoever. So i guess this is mine. I open up my luggage and stack the in the closet. When i was done, I close the closet door and as i turn around i feel a hand grapping on my waist, while pushing me back to the closet. I stare in his gorgeous blue eyes and he's wearing nothing but a towel, i see his V-line and i look up to him, his eyes are so beautiful, and he's biting his lip. oh my God. His other hand is now on the top of my head.
"So your Krissi?" he says in his raspy voice. Oh hot damn he's fucking hot.
"Yes." NO. NOPE. NO. KRISSI. YOU PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER. NOW.
"Um, could you please get um out of the..." His lips slowly moving near mine. Closer.... And closer... And closer......
"I'm Luke" he whispers so close to my lips.
"EHE..EHEM." Nick called out, Luke moved away, smirking and giggling.
"So K, i guess you've already met Luke." He says, kind of pissed.
"Am I missing something?" Paris bursted in the room.
"Nope. No beautiful. I was just about to call them to have dinner. But they seem busy" Nick said and let Paris move out the room. He once again, winked at me before leaving.
"So. Where were we again?" He asked, his right hand on the closet door above my head.
"Umm. DINNER! Yes. Dinner." I replied.
"Alright. I'll just get dressed. And i'll be right there." He said, stepping back, not breaking eye contact. He continued "Or do you wanna watch?". I stand there looking at him. Oh god his abs. Wait what is that? Oh yeah. Its my drool. "Nope. I'll umm. Just umm.... I'll..." I stutter as he raises his perfect eyebrows. "Okay bye." I went out and closed the door. Oh my God what the fuck was that?! Did i just fucking do that?!
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