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That is jake's  house you guys.

we sat at the cabin we call it cabin because it has wooden walls around it and has a brown wooden door, it is pretty much like a small personal room in which you can do anything but the walkers can see you through the transparent window on the right side, the waitress came,it was a girl probably in her mid 20's she politely smiled at us and handed us the menu and left the cabin.Jake tilted his head um his eyes still reading the menu.

"What do you want?" he asked his eyes still on the menu.

"I'll just have café latte and a-" I said before jack yelled.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD! THEY HAVE SMOKED SALMON HERE?"

"Um yeah that's only available here in Seattle, why wanna eat it?" I asked calmly.

"YES!" he nodded continuously like a child who gets his favorite food after a long day at school.

We ordered the food and sat patiently both browsing through our own phones, I was actually cleaning my gallery's photo's, I came across a old very old photo in which I was pulling both cheeks of a grey eyed boy with damp brown hair, he had a smile plastered on his face.

"hazel?" jack said his eyebrows raised pulling me out of my thoughts.

"y-yeah" I said feeling tears prick behind my eyes.

"Food's here" he said taking the food from the waitress hand and digging right into his smoked salmon.

I quietly drank my coffee and ate a donut.

We walked back to my car.

"um jack?"

"yeah plumb"

"Um can you not call me 'Hazel'?"

"um ye-eah sure"

"thanks" thank to lord he didn't asked me why.

"where should we do now?" jake asked me. I just shrugged. "you decide" I gave him a small smile.

"GOT IT!" he yelled snapping his fingers and sitting in the driving seat

"where to?" I asked still having no idea what the fuck is going in his brain

"you'll see babe"

Asshole

"why are we here" I asked eyeing his mansion.

Yeah this boy is hella loaded

" we'll watch Netflix and chill" he said wiggling his eyebrows.

"OKAY!" one thing I love is watching movies and stuffing my face with my precious butter popcorn.

He grinned, and made me follow his mansion, it was grand and when I say grand I mean grand but there was something missing it was like a museum it didn't gave a homely feeling to me, in my opinion there should be some plants. Why?. Cause I love plants in house it gives the house a homely feeling.we reached to his room after climbing the mount Everest of stairs.

As soon as he opened his room it was. Ew. I was plain literally plain and had a combination of blue walls and white furniture. I need to do something I thought.

(imagine the wall behind the bed is  navy blue and a window on the right of the bed)

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(imagine the wall behind the bed is  navy blue and a window on the right of the bed)

"So any suggestions?" jerk asked as we enter the room settling himself on his bed.

And me being me gave him a wicked smirk and selected frozen.

"UGH! NO WE AREN'T WATCHING THIS SHIT" he said trying to get a hold of the remote in my hand I simply twisted his hand.
" SHUT.THE.FUCK.UP NO ONE I MEAN IT NO ONE CALLS MY ELSA SHIT" I said in a low tone giving him a death glare as I release him. He huffed and settled himself on the bed across from the TV and patted the space next to him, I quickly sat there but not before changing into his hoodie and sweatpants, call me weird but guess what I don't give a damn.

Guys lets pause a bit until i get some viewers, i am kinda losing hope.

xoxo

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