Flatmates

40

The villa was unlike anything I had ever stayed in before, practically a modern mansion. We all picked our rooms, dumping our luggage and changing into more appropriate clothing for the hot weather. I threw on a bikini and slipped a pair on denim shorts over the top, before heading downstairs to the garden. I was taken aback by what I saw as I stepped out into the blazing heat, stopping and just staring for a few moments. 

All eight boys were lazing around, some on sun loungers, some by the pool and others on the grass. Drinks in hand, tops off and sunglasses on. I had only ever seen the lads either partying or working. Work was the most important thing to all of them, and here they are were. Relaxing. It was a beautiful sight. 

I spotted Harry sat at the edge of the pool with his feet in the water, so I went over and joined him. As I sat he wrapped his arm around my shoulders pulling me into a hug, and we just sat there in silence staring at the amazing view and sipping our drinks.

'Thank you Harry.'

'For what?'

'This. This holiday, you. Us.'

'I love you Jess.'

'I love you too Harry.'

Although I knew I loved Harry I had never said it before now, and Harry hadn't either. I was just too scared of having my heart torn to shreds. This was the most amazing way to start the holiday.

***

As day turned into night, tops were put back on and sunglasses removed. But other than that, not much changed. The boys being boys lit the barbecue whilst I made jugs of cocktails, transferring them to the outside table. As an after thought I went back in and grabbed a box of six bottles of Prosecco from the cellar and put those outside too.

I set the table with plates, cutlery and glasses before sitting myself down and admiring the boys from afar. As it had gotten cooler, I had changed into a pair of joggers and hoody. Comfort being my main aim.

We ate so much food that I was sure one of us would explode at any moment, taking our time with the drinks. I can't remember a time where we just enjoyed the drinks we had, rather than throwing them down our necks. The aim was no longer just to get shit faced, but to enjoy ourselves. All the time in the world.

That being said, of course as it neared midnight Harry, Freezy and Vik were definitely no longer on the sober spectrum. Harry had already thrown himself in the pool about three times, and Vik just could not stop laughing. As I threw yet another towel at Harry after another dive into the pool fully clothed, we decided it was time to head back indoors. I helped Simon and JJ clear the table and take everything indoors, before we all curled up in the living room on the comfiest sofas I have ever laid eyes on.

'I feel like we need to play a game guys!' Ethan whined.

'Beer pong?' Harry asked excitedly.

'Truth or dare?' JJ piped up.

'Never have I ever?' Simon added to the mix.

'Never have I ever!' I shouted, wanting to make my voice heard.

'Well that settles that then' Simon laughed as he stood up and headed to the kitchen, returning with a bottle of vodka and a bottle of sambbuca.

'Oldest first - Josh you are up' I laughed, pouring myself and Harry drinks.

'Okay, okay. Never have I ever.. kissed someone in this room.' Harry, JJ, Freezy and myself drank.

'Never have I ever.. used drugs' JJ smirked. Harry drank.

'Never have I ever.. wanted to marry someone in this room' Simon grinned.