Mr. Perfect ( On Hold)

4

I sit up groggily, rubbing sleep from my eyes. Wait a second how the hell did I even wake up.

The stupid bell goes off again, and again and again. Yeah that's how I woke up.

What does this person want at this extreme hour in the morning. Whoever this person is I am definitely killing him /her for wrecking my beauty sleep.

I get up throw away the blanket in complete fury and then shiver from the cold. Cussing I quickly put on a long pink sweater and go to open the door.

My feet were pounding on the creeky wooden flooring causing me to groan and clutch my head, and I was not over my headache from yesterday yet.

Whoever it is, better have a fucking good reason for waking me up or they'd be 6 feet under before they can think another coherent thought.

I turn the door knob and slam the door open ready to scream at who ever it was. My words of rage die down in my mouth when I see Ashton standing there arms crossed and feet tapping, seemingly ticked off.

What does he want now? I sigh.

"Ashy, what the hell are you doing at this ungodly hour, at my humble cubicle? " I say rubbing my eyes and crossing my arms, causing the sweater to ride up my thighs.

That's when I realise my inappropriate dress code.

I look over at Ashton only to find him staring at my legs.

I snap my fingers in front of his eyes, " Eyes up her Ashy."

"Don't fucking call me that. " he says glaring. His voice rising a notch.

"We've been over this Ashy. You can't stop me from calling you that. "

"Oh! We'll see about that soon enough. "

"Oi , Halie take this inside your house will you. Some people are still trying to sleep here. " Max my next door neighbor shouts in his scratchy voice.

"Sorry Max !" I yell clutching Ashton's arm and pulling him in my house.

I am sure even if we are inside Max won't be able to sleep because the walls of the apartment are paper thin.

I go behind my kitchen and start boiling my coffee. I need some caffeine to help me through this conversation.

Ashton just stood in the middle of the room awakardly trying to do god knows what.

"You can sit down Ashy. Coffee? "

"Is that even sanitary ?" he asks eyeing my kettle suspiciously.

I raise my eyebrow at that.

"Why are you here Ashton?" I say in my no-nonsense tone.

"I want you to pay for my car damages. Is that too difficult for you tiny brain to comprehend? "

"Yes, because after I saw your fancy car, I have a pretty good idea how rich you are. You can probably fix it yourself. Why do you have to go out of your way and trouble me? " I rub my temple to relieve it of some pain but to no avail.

"But you are the one to cause the damage and you will be the one to fix it. Or like I said yesterday I am suing you. "

"You can't do that. "

"Don't make me, Sunshine."

" Okay what ever, just tell me how much are the damages I'll see what I can do. "

"Oh they are not much, just $4800." he shrugs nonchalantly.

My mouth hangs open at the amount.

"You are kidding me right. "

"No I am not. I never kid in any matter related to a deal or money."
"I can't possibly pay you that much. I mean look around don't you get the hint. "

"That's none of my fucking problem. I didn't ask for you to scratch my precious car."

"Stop behaving like a stuck up arse. And Oh! Yeah Ethan told me about your car obsession. "

"So how are you planning on repaying me? "

"I don't know " I weave my hand through my hair, trying to calm myself.

" Well one thing is for sure that even if you work 2 more shifts apart form the 2 you are currently working, you'd still have to work for 4 months in order for you to pay me half of the amount you owe me. "

"H-How d-did, how did you know?"
"I have my resources. But that's besides the point. "

"Then I guess I won't repay you." I shrug.

"That's not an option. "

"For me it is. Now get out of my house." I snap.

"For real. Do you even know who I am? "

" Do you seriously have memory problems?Last you told me, your name is Ashton, right? Ashton Maxwell. Yup. "

He inched dangerously close invading my personal bubble.

"Don't. Mess. With. Me" he emphasized each word.

"Or what you'll ruin my life. That's pretty much taken care of don't you think? " I say looking around the place.

"I am Ashton Maxwell, and for starters you don't insult a Maxwell unless you want to bring hell to your doorstep."

"Yeah whatever! Now leave. "

"We'll see each other soon Hailey Andrews and I assure you it won't be pretty. "

I shut the door in his face. And lean against it. I have to talk to Tracey.

I quickly get to the landline and call Trace. She answers on the 3rd ring.

"Hey Lee whats up? "

"We need to talk. "

"Are we breaking up. Please don't do this to me. Lee I love you, you know that. Or is it some Prince Charming who came and swept you off you feet?" always the dramatic one. I sigh.

"Try Mr. Jerk face. And no Trace I'd never break up with you. You are my bae. " I say playing along.

" That's true."

"Meet me at the park next to the diner in 20. I'll see you soon. "

"Sure I'll be waiting. "

"Bye Trace. Thanks. "

"Sisters before misters right?"

"Always. " I hang up.

I take a shower in record time and wear my clothes. Putting on my shoes I grab my keys and jacket with the other hand.

I take an apple and start munching on it. Shutting the door behind me I run down the stairs hoping Trace dosen't have to wait any longer.

I make my way to the park where I know for sure that Tracey is waiting for me.

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A/N:-
Ashton's a tad bit overdramatic don't you think? You know bringing hell to her doorstep and what not.

Phew!

Until next time cookies 🍪!!