The 20 Year Old Virgin | Herophine

Chapter 25: L.A. and Mia

Jo

"Welcome to my humble abode!" I exclaim as I push the door to my apartment. The familiar scent of lavender teases my senses and I instantly feel at home. This is more than I could say to my childhood house in Perth with my parents, that house never did feel like home to me. "Come on in babe." I pull Hero inside as he drags all our luggages behind him. I give him a quick tour around the small living room and the kitchen before we head to my room. "Mia's out right now but you'll get to meet her later. She has the 9 to 5 work," I inform him before pushing my door open.

Instantly, I could tell the changes in my room; a reminder of Josh trashing it to find some shit he's conjured up in his fucked up head while I was away in Atlanta. Mia tried to put everything back to the way it was before I left but I could still see the subtle rearrangements and the damages to some of my personal belongings. I try to push my annoyance aside and remind myself that it's nothing that can't be replaced.

But fuck Josh!

"So this is my room. Some of my stuff needs to be replaced after, you know, my crazy ex-boyfriend trashed them," I laugh it out which Hero responds with a frown.

"He hasn't tried to contact you, right? You'd tell me if he has, wouldn't you?" The worry in his tone makes a smile break across my lips.

"No baby, he hasn't. Don't worry about him. He won't be bothering us anymore," I encircle him into my arms, burying my face in his chest and breathing him in. Even after spending hours travelling, he still smells divine.

He wraps his arms around me as well, pulling me in further into him and kissing the top of my head. "So, what do you want to do today?" He asks.

"Sleep," I giggle. "I feel like a zombie from the walking dead right now." And so we sleep the entire day away, snuggled up on my bed. It's the best sleep I've had in forever, now that I'm on my own bed with Hero spooning me.

"Bitch! Open up!" Mia's loud voice muffled by the door wakes me with a start. She pounds on my door, always impatient like myself, as I groggily make my way to the door before remembering that I'm only wearing a pair of panties on.

"I'm coming bitch, stop pounding on my fucking door!" I yell as I pull on my discarded shirt on the floor. I open my door to a beaming Mia who pounces up on my immediately.

"I've missed you, you bitch! You didn't even tell me you'd be home now, I would've called in sick to the office," she shrieks. She's so dramatic sometimes, it's hilarious.

"Good thing I didn't tell you then," I chuckle. Hero clears his throat from behind us and we both turn to look at him sitting half naked on my bed, his hair rumpled in the sexiest way and his lean muscles doing things to my ovaries.

"Who is that fine male specie? Fuck bitch, you haven't even been back in LA for an entire day and you've managed to hookup with an adonis," Mia whispers loudly and shamelessly.

I watch as Hero's cheeks flush a deep red color and his eyes cast down to his lap. He's obviously scandalised by my best friend's words and gawking. Poor baby. "Mia, this is Hero, my boyfriend and my love interest in the movie we just finished filming," I tell her and ignore how her eyes practically bulge out of their sockets and her jaw drops to the floor before turning to smile at Hero. "Baby, this is my roommate and best friend, Mia."

"Hello," he says shyly, scratching his brow. The movement makes his muscles tense and it takes so much of my self-control not to pounce on him right in front of Mia. I know she wouldn't mind but Hero's already uncomfortable as it is.

"Hi," Mia squeals like a teenager before she turns wide eyes to me. "Boyfriend?! You got yourself a new guy while you were away on a project and you didn't even mention it to me?" Mia exclaims in disbelief and mock hurt.