Chapter 2

I read out my grocery list to make sure I had everything in my cart as I stood few feet away from the queue.

Pushing my cart towards the very short queue, I stood in line. I wasn't exactly feeling the need to spice the day up a little which was why I decided on a pair of 'farmer' dungarees and a plain white tee, I left my natural hair in twists all because I couldn't find the strength to twist them out.

"Hey" the guy behind the counter said when it was my turn.

He was a cute, pale skinned and blue eyed, completely cute as fuck but he looked like he was eighteen or even seventeen and I'm quite sure I looked like I was 17 too and not the twenty two year old that I am because I stood at 5 feet 3 inches.

"Hello" his pale pink cheeks stained red and I placed everything I bought on the counter.

"Haven't seen you around here before" I nodded.

"Haven't seen you around here either" he licked his lips and I exhaled because it seemed like he was wasting my precious time, flirting.

It was 12pm and I hadn't watched any episode of Sabrina which was completely irritating.

"I'm Zayn"

"Nice, could you hurry up with that?" I gave a saccharine smile and he flushed pink again, rushing everything up and he managed to fit everything into three customized bags, I felt a little guilty.

"Thank you and I hope to see you some other time...maybe when I'm not under pressure?" He nodded like the little school boy that he probably was and I laughed.

"Your name?"

"I can tell you that the next time we meet?" I winked then I walked away to which he nodded eagerly.

I stepped out of the supermarket and walked to my car, placing everything I bought in the back and then walked to the front, driving Home.

When I got home, I glanced at the clock and groaned.

"I have ten minutes to put the groceries in order and thirty minutes to Netflix" I immediately put the groceries into the fridge, the cookies, milk, macaroni, flour, chocolates, ketchup and frosties into the cabinet.

Having exactly thirty minutes to spare, I sat in my room and decided to watch Empire.

Cookie is the kind of woman whose number of fucks given is the same as I aspire to give, she's role model material only if she wasn't so screwed up but then again, Lucious is crazy and I like his crazy, they're like fire and fire...they burn together.

I heard the buzzer and on cue, the only episode of empire I was watching came to an end.

With great difficulty, I slid my socks-clad feet into a pair of PINK slides.

With even greater difficulty, I stood up and I walked towards the door.

"Who is it?" I chirped.

"Eros Pierce" I hummed even if I knew exactly who it was, no one ever came here, I just liked doing that sometimes.

"Hold on" I unlocked the door and pushed it open.

My breath got caught in my lungs when my eyes met the light blue ones with highlights of an even darker shade of blue, his black hair was combed and styled perfectly.

He was taller and more muscular than any male specie I had ever seen, his jaw was chiseled to perfection and I looked away as quickly as possible.

"I apologize... Please come in" I pushed myself away from the door and motioned for him to come in, he looked like he wouldn't exactly fit through the door.

I walked towards the large living room and he followed me.

"Would you like anything to drink?" I offered, feeling very intimidated and hot in own damn house.

"No, thank you" his husky voice shook me to the bones and I nodded.

"How about i just start showing you around?" I gave a small smile and he nodded again.

"Okay then, this is the living room, that's the kitchen" I pointed towards the kitchen and walked towards the corridor that separated the living room and kitchen from other rooms.

"This is my room as you can see" I pointed at my room's door which had 'Aduke' on it

"That's the laundry room" I pointed at the door between the two doors.

"And this is the room which I will be leasing out"

"May I?" He was so curt, it was beginning to annoy me.

"By all means, please do" he pushed the door open and personally I would be too excited if I got a room this nice for an amazing price...okay maybe it was a tad expensive but its worth the money.

There's a spring bed there and a large vanity table. I had pulled off all the wallpapers my parents had stuck on the wall, leaving them bare.

"I've seen enough, I'll move in tonight and I'll send the rent"

"I have a few rules though..." He raised an eyebrow, looking down at making me feel completely small.

"Let me hear them out then" he crossed his arms against his chest and I almost died on the spot. He looked even more muscular, his muscles flexed under the black shirt and I looked down at my feet, my anxiety is what I'd blame.

"The doors have to be locked...I don't like leaving them open"

"Okay"

"You're allowed to bring friends but I really don't like people touching my stuff"

"Okay" he dismissed again

"Uh....that's pretty much it" I shrugged and he stared at me for a few more seconds before spinning around on his heels, he walked towards the living room.

He stood there and looked around the living room for a few more minutes while I stood at the edge of the sofa.

"Can I take you up on that offer?" He sat in the couch and I shrugged.

"Sure, water or o-"

"Brandy" he ordered and I shook my head, shoving my hands into my back pocket.

"Sorry, I don't drink alcohol" he turned to me and raised his eyebrows.

"Fair enough, Orange juice is fine then" I made my way towards the kitchen when my phone rang out loud from my pocket.

I pulled it out and answered it, pressing it to my ear.

"Hello?" I sang

"You don craze o, Aduke, I swear to-" I burst into laughter and I could swear he was rolling his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I swear I'm sorry I haven't called, work just gets in the way of everything" I tried to explain to him.

"Really, Aduke? Really? You're gonna use work as a cover up? You're twenty fucking two years old what work could you have?" I rolled my eyes and put the phone on speaker then made my way to the fridge.

"I'm serious, my boss is a bitch, she's racist, and she’s dumb and very inconsiderate... Same goes for the rest of my coworkers" Samuel awwed and I rolled my eyes.

"I wish I were there, so that I could beat her ass" I poured the cold orange juice into two glasses.

"Hold on, Sammy. I'll be right back" I left the kitchen and found him sitting on the couch.

"Here's your juice" he took it from me without a thank you and I walked back to the kitchen after taking a sip from mine.

"You were saying?"

"Oh so now you care?"

"Nah, I still don't" he groaned childishly causing me giggle and choke on the juice slightly.

"Stupid ass, I just choked on my OJ"

"Whatever, I miss you too much. We all do"

"Aww, I miss you guys too hun" I blushed

"So we're vacationing in USA this year... Because of you, we miss you" my jaw dropped and the orange juice spilled from my mouth.

"Fuuuck!" I screamed into the phone, jumping up and down.

"Bitch, shut up"

"Murder me right now" I sat on a the kitchen island, kicking my legs.

"Oh, I would, if I could"

"Typical Samuel"

"Anyhow jare, babe. I gotta go, see you later"

"Bye"

"Love you" I hummed in reply and he hung up.

Sammy used to be my ex-boyfriend but now I guess we're just best friends. I know what you might be thinking and I won't deny it, I still like him a whole lot and I hate it when he talks about his new girlfriend but I'm grateful for where we are now.