Roommates

8. Dylan McCain

I smirked as we were standing there.

- Fuck. - I mumbled. - Do I really need to beg for a key? - I asked her. She widened her eyes at me.

- No. - she mumbled still not doing anything. I rolled my eyes and take out my phone. I went into my bank account.

- Give me your bank details... - I tell her.

- What?- She asked me.

- Can you just give it to me? - seriously? This girl will be a death of me.

- Here... - she quickly wrote it down on the rules paper what I actually intend to brake all of it. I typed every detail in and sent her a $1000 on her account. I showed the bank statement.

- See? Little girl. - I smirked. - I paid 3 months right now. - I stepped closer to her just to make sure she understands. She sucked in a breath and I smiled widely. - Key? - she stepped backwards and gave me keys to my new home with her. I kinda love it but I am afraid we will have lots of problems with each other. I hate these rules. - I will move in today. I guess see you later...- I tell her and walked away didn't even wait for her answer. I put my sunglasses on and called my friend, Brian.

- Yo, man. What's up?- He asked me.

- Brian. Are you high? - I asked him as I walked towards my half empty apartment.

- Nope. You know I can't. Melissa would kill me. Jeez. - he snicker. I laughed.

- Oh yeah. She would. - I mumbled.- I found a place. I am moving in today.

- That's cool, man. Who is your new flat mate? - he asked me.

- Actually. It's she. - I tell him.

- Is she sexy? - I knew that would be his first question. I laughed.

- Actually she is not bad... - I tell him.

- Does she know...? - he asked me. - Your dad being rich and your insecurities... - I walked inside of my flat and grabbed my bags.

- Nope. Maybe she knows I have money... But nope. You know I don't want anyone know... - I mumbled. The movers walked inside waving to me. They grabbed my boxes and take downstairs to the moving truck.

- She will find out eventually. - he mumbled.

- She will find out stuff about me, Brian. And same with her...- I tell him walking towards my new flat with the feisty little red head.

- Yeah, bro. She will. The only thing I want you to know that don't fall in love with her. - I laughed.

- Not a chance. Bye. - I laughed harder.

- Bye. - I walked inside of the apartment. It's better then I thought it will be. God. She is clean. I know I shouldn't but the first thing is that I walked inside of her room. I looked around not touching anything. I walked towards her desk. Psychology and children. God. Okay. Sounds like her really. I walked outside and inside of my room. It wasn't bad at all. It was all empty. Luckily I have bed and my desk is going to go in the small office.

I let the movers in and when they finished i paid them. I hated packing out so I throw everything in my room and went to the nearest supermarket.
I bought everything. Yep. Her cupboard and fridge were all empty. I assume that's why she needed a roommate. I smirked and walked home. Yep. That's my new home. I walked inside and put everything out. I still have two hours until dinner. I have no idea where she was so I went inside of my office and pack my management stuff out. I put my board on the wall and my papers on my desk.
I went into my room next. I made my bed. I put my black silky pillow and cover on it. I opened the small robe and put my clothes inside and I have a small chest of drawer where I usually put my boxers and socks. I put my family photo there. Mom, dad and me.
I looked around and quickly opened the balcony door. Fresh air. That's what I need. I put up my black curtains too. This feels like more home now. Though I have a small tv and ps 4 which probably she wouldn't approve in the living room. I grinned I will definitely put it there I laughed to myself.

I walked outside so I can make some dinner. I was hungry and I just wanted to do something with myself. I put the lasagna in the oven and went to shower. I was walking out only in a towel when she stepped inside of the flat. I snickered and walked inside of my room. I put on a boxer and a shirt and walked back to check the food.