I've been ignoring him for the past 3 days, staying in my room, only eating what I would order, but it was already 7 pm and I was feeling like getting some dinner. I took my bag and stepped out of my door, I was about to leave out the front door until Mr. Hot Abs saw me, yes I named him that after ignoring him for the passed few days.
"Where are you going?" he asked. 'Why does he care anyways?' I was about to reply saying "Shouldn't matter to you" but I was already too rude to him before so I just said, "Going out, find something to eat for dinner." I replied. He stared for a moment. "Why would you if there's food in the kitchen." he pointed at the fridge.
"Well it is YOUR place, I don't want to intrude, plus it's pretty embarrasing to ask." He burst out laughing. I was so confused, I raised my eyebrow. "I don't care, eat all you want, there's plenty!, You were looking for a Home, right?, Well you got it didn't you?, so YOUR supposed to feel like at Home." He pointed at me and smiled. I was so awstruck, there wasn't anything special about his words, I don't know it was just so..so...surprising of him to say that to me. "Th-thanks I guess?" I said still awestruck.
I put my bag on the counter and opened the fridge, food was everywhere, every shelf was filled, does he eat all of this? "How is he so fit after all this food?" I mumbled to myself. I heard a chuckle from the living room, oh god did he hear me? Heat started to rise in my cheeks. I picked up a few things from the fridge and set them on the kitchen counter. I was thinking of making pasta with Alfredo sauce, with a little bit of garlic sizzled on top. I took some cheese and started cutting it into strips until a rottening smell filled my nose, my face scrunched up in disgust. "uh, what the Hell, when was the last time you went grocery shopping, damn!" I exclaimed.
He turned around, "About 2 months ago." he said. "Well I don't know if you eat at home with all this food, but I'm pretty sure more than half of this food is out of date." I gagged when I smelled the cheese again. he laughed for a few seconds, and took his attention back to the tv. How can he not care? I rolled my eyes and opened the fridge and took out half of the things in the fridge and threw them out. The fridge looked much more organized and less filled with food. I still had FRESH ingredients left for the Alfredo.
After an hour I was done, pasta and the Alfredo smell filled through the apartment, the delicous smell got to him. He turned to me, "Did you order something, 'cause it smells real good in the kitchen." He said. He's compliment made me blush. What should I say? Well he's probably hungry by now so.., "I made Pasta with a pot of Alfredo sauce, do you want some?" I asked smiling.
He looked at me surprised, he started to approach me, "Why don't I join your company while at it?" He gave me a quick wink and sat next to me by the counter, I cleaned after my mess and brought our plates. We started eating and I heard a moan, I knew it was him so I choked a little on my food. He turned to me still chewing, "Sorry, I just didn't eat this kind of good food in years, is this a secret menu?" He finished.
I started to blush, "N-no it's not, and I'm not surprised that you didn't eat normal food before, judging by the fridge." I giggled. "Hey I'm a busy man, don't you recognize me?" He said confused. I was confused at what he'd said. "What?" I asked confused. "I thought you moved in here because of who I was, since you payed the rent so fast to move in here." He chuckled still.
I sighed, how many times do I have to tell him this? "First you made a great deal for the rent, I was desperate for a place close to the College. Second there was no picture of you anywhere on the deal so I DON'T know who you are." I stated. His face was so surprised. "I'm Andrei Sokolov, the model guy literally working for like every popular brand, you'll see me on any red carpet." It took me a while to realize who he was, my jaw dropped, how could I not recognize him, oh my goodness, why would he offer a damn roomate!
I closed my mouth and smirked, "Sorry I don't know who that is so..." I took our plates and started washing them, when I was done he was already approaching me. "That's a lie." He teased. Ignoring him I started walking towards my door, "Nope, sorry I don't know" I turned around facing him, closing my door.
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The power of love
RomanceErica Smirnov is an educated girl, who is thinking of being an actor for the rest of her life, she moves in an apartment with a guy, little did she new that he's Andrew Sokorov, the model that is practically on every popular clothing line ever seen...