Two

Here we are, standing right in front of a door, numbered 12, why Oliver slowly knocked on it. We stood there for few seconds which felt like hours to me, before the door slowly swung open.

Wow, is this guy a model or perhaps a Greek God?. He's so cute.

At the other side of the door, stood a blonde haired guy. His grey eyes were extremely shiny and pretty, one of the best I have ever seen; and I must confess, I was really captivated by it. He has one of the smoothest looking skin, making me assume that he takes his bath like five times in a day. His pink lips were attracting my kiss, and his nose is literally so perfect that I thought it was made in a factory. He has slightly high cheek bones, and God, his jawline could actually cut through a metal. His body was very well built, I mean, not too muscular nor too limp, just perfect. He is a good three or four inches taller than I am. But seriously, is this guy even real?.

"Wow", I said unconsciously, not knowing I had said it to their hearing.

"What is it?"* He snaps after a while with a rude alert, quickly bringing me out of my thoughts.

Okay , yes. At this point, I think that Olly might be right about him not being nice. But his voice sounds so good and husky, and yes, his teeth are really nice as well.

"Focus, Moana!", I yelled at myself, before Olly spoke up.

"Chill dude. This is Moana", Olly said, probably he was used to his friend by now.

And you know, he didn't even bother to look at me as I was going to wave at him when Olly had introduced me to him.

"Uh huh?", The cute, rude fellow moaned.

"She needs a place to stay, and I remembered that you were looking for a roommate, right?!", Olly asked, his tone not too good to his friend as it was really harsh. Perhaps, he was getting quite annoyed with how his friend was being rude for no just reason.

"She's a girl", he deadpans, finally looking at my direction.

I assumed he was now beginning to see my gender as a problem, so I decided to speak up in my defense.

"Please, I promise not to bother you", I said, but I guess Olly was right all along.

"You living in my apartment is very much going to be a bothering to me on its own", he said bluntly, looking at me from hair to toe.

Suddenly, he doesn't look hot to me anymore. He is just a big, fat goat. I began squirming uncomfortably. Is it that he doesn't look impressed with how I look or what. So rude of him to say such to me.

"Dude, come on. She really has no place to stay. Have a heart for once, man", Olly spoke on my behalf.

Hmmm, I guess Olly was really much of a good friend to him. Because after Olly had spoken on my behalf, Mr rude opened the door wider, and allowed us in. Just as I has earlier thought, his apartment was really big and nice. Although it looked a bit plain, making it obvious that it was just a guy that lives here. But still it was really luxurious. The size of the kitchen and living room alone, is the exact size of my entire dorm. If not that I have already seen Mr rude, then I would have swore that it was a government worker that lives in this apartment, and not a college student.

Well, right now, all I wanted from him was just a yes.

"Olly? How did you come to know if this girl. Is she one of your sluts?", Mr rude said disgustingly.

Now that was where he closed his boundaries, and I just couldn't swallow this one. How dare he?. I scoff, very much offended. My eyes and mouth already wide.

"Excuse me, dick head. I have a boyfriend, and I certainly have a name", I yelled at him.

Well he looked quite taken aback, that I had earlier swore to him. But instead of showing off his shock, he quickly covered it up.

"Do I look like a fucking care?", He said

"Morris, stop this", Olly intervened warningly.

So that's this asshole's name, "Morris".

Morris narrowed his eyes at his friend.

"She started it first. Didn't you hear her refer to me as a dick head?", Morris said in his defense.

"And that's because you called her a slut", Olly defended me, causing me to retort defensively.

"Listen. If you didn't want to live with me, then you could have just said so, and not being rude about it", I said.

"Why do you even need a place to stay?", He asked, rolling his eyes.

"I got kicked out of my dorm because of a friend", I replied, my arms crossed. I'm also good at giving attitude, you know.

"Don't you want to live with a girl Instead?", Morris sighed, looking as if he seriously doesn't want me to engage in any conversation with him.

"Of course I would, if I could", I retort.

He narrowed his eyes at me.

"Just drop the attitude, sweetie. You're clearly still dependent on me", he said, causing me to let out a sigh.

"So is she getting a room or not?", Olly asked his dick head friend, but the fact still remains that he was sinfully hot.

At this point, we all kept silent, as Morris began flickering his gaze between Olly and I, before he finally let out a sigh with a very loud defeated groan.

"Okay fine. You can stay", he said.

I didn't actually wanted to do this, but I ended up grinning like an idiot.

"Really?", I said.

He rolled his eyes at me, clenching his fists.

"Yes, really. Don't make me regret my decision", he said bitterly.

I jumped up and have Olly a hug. I would have hugged morris as well, but I had a feeling he kick me out.

Olly chuckled before reciprocating the hug. He even lifted me up and began spinning me playfully.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you", I kept singing it like a chorus.

"When you both are done with this melodrama. I have to get going. I Will leave the keys here", Morris said, putting the keys on the kitchen counter, before exiting through the door.

I didn't seem to mind his silly behavior, for all I knew right now was that I finally had a place to stay.

"Alright then, let's get your belongings moved in", Olly chirped, moving away from me.

I smiled at him, and the both of us began walking down to the car, to get my stuff.