Roommates | Daniel Seavey

fourteen

Wednesday | 9:43 a.m.

Renée's P. O. V.

"Hi, I'm here to get my keys for my studio. My name's Renée Page," I told the guy at the front desk. He clicked a couple times on the computer then nodded.

He handed me a key and a big pamphlet.

"You're in 316. Everything you might need is in here. The elevators and stairs are down that hall."

"Thank you." I went to the elevator, but I went to the second floor, Daniel and Zach's floor.

I knocked on their door and they opened it.

"316," I told them, holding up my key.

"Let's get moving!" Daniel said. I chuckled and went to grab my suitcases. Daniel, Zach, and Brandon grabbed the bags from the stores and followed me to the elevators. We went up a floor and found my studio.

Once we got in, I looked around. It had the same furniture as Zach ad Daniel's studio. It looked pretty much the same, except only one bedroom.

"This is nice," Zach said.

"Yeah, I like it," I said.

"I wish I could stay to help you unpack, but I have to get to my parents for some family thing. I'll see you later?"

"Yeah. Thank you." I hugged him and let him go.

"I guess it's just us three then." I shrugged.

"What do you want us to do?"

"You guys can work in the kitchen. I'll start in my room. And someone put on some music."

"You got it."

I took my suitcases into my room and started unpacking. I had all my clothes and shoes and stuff, then I had my photography equipment, and all my extra little things.

It took about an hour and a half and almost everything was set up. I was hanging up some pictures of Haleigh, Mason, and I when I felt two arms around my waist.

"You look really happy," Zach said quietly. He put his chin on my shoulder.

"Yeah. We always had so much fun." I smiled, thinking about our ice cream dates.

"You'll get to see them in a few weeks."

"I'm counting down the days."

He tightened his arms around me and started kissing my neck. He moved my hair and softly kissed my neck. I moved my hand back and ran it through his hair, biting my lip.

"Z-zach stop," I whispered. I turned around, but he kept his arms around me.

"What?"

"Brandon is right out there," I said.

"No, we finished the kitchen so he went back down to call his mom."

"Are you sure he's not coming back down here?" I asked, running my hands up his chest.

"Yes. Now please, you look so good in those leggings. I've been trying to hide my boner all morning." He smirked. I put my hand on his cheek and kissed his lips as he pulled my body against his.