My home (Completed)

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                   I sat up in bed rubbing my eyes gently, if it weren't for the hunger I wouldn't have woken up. I had shared Ni's bed after they had chatted till late in the night and she was still asleep on her side of the bed.
              I made my way to the kitchen and since the living room was empty and organized, it seemed the guys had left since that's where they slept if at all they even slept, we had left them starting to play games on TV and that was around 3am in the night.
            The aroma of eggs from the kitchen filled my nostrils and I quickly came to the kitchen only to find Carl making an omelette. And suddenly I wanted to fix the way I looked so I raked a hand over my face. Okay? He didn't seem like one who would cook to be sincere but who am I to judge, if I told someone I could hardly cook anything serious they would be surprised since I looked a modest girl (my high school friends used to say so )but in actual sense I have always been cooked for, as in you wouldn't expect me to cook in boarding school now, would you? And at home, it was always my big sisters or dad's women cooking so it ain't my fault.

              "You want anything?"he asked without looking at me.
           "No, just tea."I replied going straight for the kettle to make my tea.
           I had succeeded in finishing to make it in silence and had gotten ready to go to the living room or anywhere away from my crush when he spoke.

             "You're gonna quit, right?"he asked. So we were back that. I almost smiled at myself that he was concerned.
            "No, I am not, and I can handle it."I muttered. He scoffed.
          "Handle it, my foot. The guy is clearly not gonna stop harrassing you and why the hell are your parents letting you work where your harrassed?"he added angrily and I gawked. Soon they would ask me where my parents were.

             "Who is being harrassed, it can't be Carl so it's you."a sleepy Lucy enters the kitchen and looks between us and points at me as she finished her sentence.
              "Who is the lunatic and I put my shot gun to use?"she questioned.
            "No need for a shot gun am handling it."I mumbled.
           "Handling it when you practically ran out yesterday, you survived shotly."Carl stopped eating now and crossed his arms over his chest.
     "What if I hadn't come in time to take you away and he ran after you, then what?"he muttered.
         "Prim, quit or we involve police. Its not safe for you there."deadpanned Lucy.
         "I can't, I need the job."I mumbled almost as if I didn't want them to hear it but they did anyway.
          "Quit and we help you find another. It's not the end of the world. No objections."she added seriously. I bit the inside of my cheeks. Maybe they are the friends I had been searching for all my life.
          "Let's go for a walk. I will take a quick shower "suggested Lucy then took a glass of water and left.

                 "The park is so noisy today, It really is Sunday."mumbled Carl. I could see families around, one mother buying ice cream for her three year old girl not before screaming at the seven year old to not get lost as the boy ran off with his friends. People were generally happy, kids playing with balloons, couples walking hand in hand. And the warm sun making the mood lighter and happier. We had been walking for a few minutes as Lucy and Carl chatted casually when Lucy stopped us suddenly.
         "Oh God, am I the only one seeing that angel."we turned where she was looking to see a Latino guy clad in blue jeans and a black fitting t-shirt, mmm, the guy was fine.
            "One day you will land on a serial killer."mumbled Carl. It seemed as though she did that alot. She pulled out a mirror from her crossbag and organized herself, applied red lipstick to match her red hair that she organized a bit then turned to us.
           "I may be gone for a while, see you around guys."with that she turned and made for the Latino that was chatting with another guy as they stood by a tree.
           "This girl and guys."Carl shook his head then turning to me we continued our walk, my heart about to bust with joy since we were close to each other, if only I had Lucy's confidence, I would have already hit on him or something.

              "Do you really not differentiate my bro and I ?"he asked.
           "Now I do since you guys have completely different characters."I replied and he laughed heartily.
         "Thought so."he mumbled.
          "You want ice cream or anything so we can leave already, Lucy ain't coming back."he asked. I looked at Lucy and she was already chatting with the guy and the friend had long left them.
         "Yeah, ice cream."I mumbled so we went to buy it.
        "What flavor do you want?"he asked as he pulled out his wallet. I almost smiled, if only he were my boyfriend, you know asking what I want and getting it for me.
          "Vanilla."I mumbled. And he turned to pay for it. I couldn't help but stare at him as he purchased it. This guy was so cute, I wondered what he would look like if he let his hair down.
           "Hey staring at people makes you seem creepy."I jumped a little and looked anywhere else but him in embarrassment.
           "Your gonna eat it or have I wasted my cash?"he asked impatiently holding out the cone to me which I held immediately mumbling a sorry and a thank you as my heart warmed up beating frantically against my ribcage and my stomach restless with all the butterflies.