Crash 》Hemmings

Chapter Seventeen

{1 year ago}

"Get dressed," Michael told me, blocking my view of the TV.

"Why?" I questioned. It was my day off, and I planned to spend it on the couch in front of the TV, being lazy.

"We're going out."

I sat up a little straighter and crossed my arms. "I don't like you that way."

Michael scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Don't flatter yourself. I'm meeting one of my friends and I want you to meet him."

I stared at Michael for a moment. He raised his eyebrows at me.

"It depends. Does he have weird colored hair too?" I added a cheesy smile.

"No," Michael said flatly. "He doesn't. But you're boring and don't do much and need to get out of the house. So get ready. Oh, he's single too, by the way."

Michael turned and walked away. I didn't know how to react to his last sentence. I haven't had a boyfriend in awhile. Did I really want one now? I was still trying to get back on my feet and I recently just got a job...

I sighed and stood up, heading to my room to get ready.

*

Michael refused to tell me where we were going. But I figured if he wasn't dressed nice then I didn't need to either.

He was leading the way down the street in the fancier part of town. I looked up at the apartment in front of me. It was new, and way nicer than the one I lived in. Michael opened the front door and I followed in close behind him.

"Is your friend rich?" I asked as we stepped in the elevator.

"Something like that," Michael said to me after he told the man which floor we needed to go to. "His parents are loaded, but Ashton has a pretty decent job."

Ashton. That was a nice name. I remained silent and stared at the intricate pattern on the elevator wall. Soon the doors dinged and opened, we both stepped out.

Michael gracefully strolled down the hallway. He abruptly stopped, causing me to bump into him. He ignored me and knocked on the door.

"Michael!" Some guy said with a huge smile as he opened the door. He was pretty cute, I must admit. Long curls flopped across his forehead and some even into his gorgeous hazel eyes. When he smiled deep dimples appeared on his cheeks.

"You must be Crash," the guy who I'm assuming was Ashton, said. He extended his hand out to me. "Nice to meet you."

"You too."

"Why don't we get going," Ashton said stepping out of his apartment and shutting the door behind him.

"What are we doing exactly?" I asked following the two guys to the elevator.

Michael turned around to give me a devilish grin. "You'll see."

A/N: woooow talk about short and crappy.

Make sure you check out my other story Cop Car.

SHIT IS ABOUT TO GET REAL SOON SO STICK AROUND FOR IT!!! And there's a chance I'll update again since this was so short.

EXAMS ARE MONDAY AND TUESDAY AND IM SO STRESSED SO IT WOULD MEAN A LOT IF YOU GUYS TRIED TO MAKE ME LESS STRESSED