3 страница17 апреля 2016, 12:18

2 Walking In At The Wrong Time

After an hour in the car, we finally got to our college. Nick got my stuff out of Joe's car and gave them to me.

"It's time, princess. Come on." Nick wrapped his arm around me and walked to the office.

"Rooms?" The blonde lady behind the desk asked.

"142 and 146 please." Nick replied.

"Of corse," she handed us our keys to our dorms. "Names for you schedule?"

"Ashely Wood." I smiled and Nick gave his name before we were given our schedule and on our way.

We started to make our way to our dorm. It was basically a wide, cream corridor with doors every five or so metres. Not anything special.

Nicks dorm room door came up first and we came to a halt. "I'm going to unpack, I'll be round yours once I'm done?"

I nodded and smiled before he kissed me lightly. I waved goodbye and walked four doors down to my dorm. Pulling out my key, I opened the door to see something I never wanted to see in my life.

"Oh my god!" I screamed slapping my hand over my eyes. "I am so sorry!"

Because right in front of me stood the guy I'll be sharing a room with for the next four years.
And he was naked.

Nice first impression hey?

"Shit. Erm." He ran into his bathroom leaving me stood, mortified.

I slowly walked over to my side of the room and started to unpack, trying to forget the fact I just saw this guys mini-me before I even met him and  he wasn't even my boyfriend.

Boyfriend.
Nick.
Should I tell him?
What would he think?

He couldn't be jealous or something, right?

I got half way through my suitcase when the bathroom door opened to reveal a dressed Evan Hall.

"Erm, let's start again." He gave me a tight smile before walking over to me. "Hi, I'm Evan. You must be Ashley."

"Yeah, just call me Ash." I gave a small smile.

"Ok Ash," he started. "Tell me something about yourself. Your obviously English, so why you here. If we are gonna be roommates then why not?"

"I moved here because of my mums new job, we were kind of struggling bug now we are back on our feet. Er... I love music and sports and I guess I'm kinda closed up about my past, so there isn't much to tell." I told him truthfully.

My past was my past. No one needed to know and I didn't really want Ella and the guys knowing straight away, but they found out.

"Right well, I'm from California. I moved here with my family a year ago. I also love music and sport and so far my life's been great apart from relationship stuff. So.. Yeah." Evan sat on his bed and looked at me.

"What do you mean?" I asked, furrowed eyebrows.

"They all seem to cheat on me, but that doesn't matter. What's in the past is in the past." He got a bottle of coke out and toon a swig. "Who did you come here with?"

"My three friends and boyfriend. Oh and a couple other people from my school, including some girl who hates me a lot." I explained, indicating, to my self, Alissa.

"Ah, I got that to. My X, seems to think I did something wrong when we dated. So she cheated on me just after I fell for her and now she hates my guts." He chuckled to himself.

"I know how it feels." I said.

I don't know why, but I felt like Evan and I just clicked. Like I could talk to him about everything.

"My boyfriend cheated on me, then followed me to America and decided to tell my whole school, just as I was fitting in, my whole story. Fun times." I said in a sarcastic tone.

"What is your story then, Ash?" Evan asked.

"I'm pretty closed up about it. I didn't really want my boyfriend and best friend knowing about it." I explained, receiving a slight frown from him. "But one day, if your lucky, I may tell you."

"Ooh, I can't wait for that day." I laughed at his sarcasm. "I like your laugh." He complimented.

I felt myself burning up.
But it wasn't the same from when Nick said it.

"Thanks." I smiled.

"No problem." He said getting up. "Hey coul-"

Evans sentence was cut off by his glass of coke, knocking off the bedside table and on top his shirt.

"Dammit," he cursed. "Do you mind?"

I wasn't sure what he was going to do so I shook my head. The next thing I knew, Evan was taking his shirt off and sitting in his bed sighing.

I had to admit, he had a good body. But I couldn't stop myself from comparing his to Nicks.
And of corse Nick won.

"I'm gonna carry on unpacking." I said.

"Ok."

~*~~*~

After an hour of unpacking, I was finally done. I walked into the bathroom, clothes in my grasp, and got changed.

I was currently wearing a white vest top and denim jacket with leggings. I know right, stylish.
I had no choice though. This morning I was in a rush so I asked Matt to get me some clothes because he was the closest one to me.
Note, bad idea.

I decided to get changed into a black cropped top and and denim three-quarter length shorts. I still want used to the weather and I had been here for nearly six months.

The door opened, due to my force when I pushed it, to see Evan in the same place he had been for an hour.

"Oh, hey. I meant to ask you earlier, could you introduce me to some of your friends? The only person I know is you and my ex-girlfriend." He laughed.

"Er, yeah. Sure. Nick should be coming round soon so we'll do that then."

"Who's Nick?"

"Oh, yeah. That's my boyfriend, he said he'd be round after he finished with his things." I explained.

"I bet he won't be happy." Evan mumbled.

"Why?"

"Because your sharing a dorm with another guy for four years. His your boyfriend, surely he would be jealous even if he didn't show it." He told me.

It's then I realised Nick was jealous. He hadn't even seen Evan and he kept saying he didn't want him anywhere near me.
Ok, maybe I shouldn't tell him about my first encounter with Evan.

"You have nice eyes." Evan brought me out of my thoughts, making me realise how close we both stood together.
We stood there in silence.

And then, fortunately, the door opened.

Ok, maybe not so fortunate.

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Ooh, what happened? I actually haven't decided yet so you'll have to wait. Sorry!

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