Chapter 6 - Missy

Liiza's POV

After talking to Cassandra for some time, she suggested we go to bed. "You look tired, why don't you go to your room and sleep for some time."

I nodded, waiting for her to tell me where my room is.

"Your room is upstairs. The second room on the left," She smiles. "I think our butler took your luggage to your room."

On my way upstairs, I hear my phone buzz and take it out of my handbag. It's a message from Rilee.

I read it hastily and tap out a response.

Rilee: Hey should I come over? We could watch a movie or sumn

Me: Hey, nah im not home. My mom had to go to London for a while so I’m staying at her friends house

I sigh and continue walking up the stairs, entering the first room to the left, just as Cassandra instructed.

It was a big room - almost as big as mine at home, although it looked more boyish. It was all black - black interior, black shelving, black walls, ceiling and a black bed-spread on the king sized bed in the center of the room. There was also a corner with two doors - which probably is the washroom and the walk-in closet.

It was nice, but I really didn't care what the room looked like. All I cared about was how soft the bed was.

I walk over to the bed and crash into it. It's so soft. So puffy. So comfortable.

Before I could even think about taking a shower, my eyes started feeling heavy. All I want to do right now is sleep. The last thing I hear before I doze off is the sound of a door creaking open.

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Andree's POV

Closing my eyes and stepping behind the glass, I let the pounding stream of water coming from the shower head envelop me. I'm going through so much shit right now. I let it wash over me like the water.

Softly, I hear the door to my bedroom open and close. It's probably my mom or Mary, our maid, so I take no notice of it.

After I finish my shower, I dry myself and slip on some boxers, before walking back into my bedroom.

There's a girl on my bed. Asleep.

She's a girl from my school. What the hell? Who let her in?

Exhaling deeply, I lie down next to her slowly so I won't wake her up. I don't remember sleeping with her. I try to think back to Ken's party a few days ago. Maybe I was drunk. Maybe she wants more? Whatever. I'll deal with it in the morning.

After a while of thinking, I doze off to sleep.

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Liiza's POV

My eyes flicker open as the morning light floods in the windows. I could get used to this. Rolling over, a warmth radiates from beside me. Almost like a living thing-

"Oh my god!" I scream, pushing myself up against the headboard of the bed. There's a guy in my bed. There. Is. In. My Bed. "Oh. My. God!"

The guy simply groans and sits up. "Geez woman, what planet do you come from? It's too early for this." he says, rubbing his eyes.

After a few blinks, I realize the guy is Andree.

"Andree, what are you doing in my bed? Shirtless?"

"Your bed?" He asks, exasperated. "You're the one in my room, my house and in my bed."

"What? No" I defend myself.

"Yes!" He shoots back.

"No. Cassandra told me that my room is the first-" I pause, realizing my mistake. "Oh."

"What are you doing in my house?" He questions.

"I'm staying here for the next three weeks. Our mothers are friends."

He sighs, running a hand through his hair. "So, you got the wrong room."

I nod slowly.

A smirk creeps onto Andree's face. "So, what do you have to say to me?"

He wants me to apologize? What a jerk.

"Well, I'm sorry. I was exhausted and tired last night so I didn't realise that I was in the wrong room." I say, picking the pale pink, metallic polish off my nails.

It's sort of a habit of mine when I'm nervous.

"Bye." I unfold my legs, dropping them to the floor. I storm out of the room, quickly going next door.

My actual bedroom is beautiful.

It has light, polished, hardwood floors and a King-sized bed with an elegant white cover. The room also has a huge slide door for the balcony.

I walk over to the window, pressing my face against it, looking out on the gorgeous garden, full of roses and other flowers. I spin around, spotting my bag behind the door.

I bend down to pick the bag, to sort out my clothes for today, when someone suddenly opens the door, making me fall on my ass with a large thud.

"Ow!" I groan loudly.

"Shit, I'm so sorry." Andree apologizes, and offers me a hand.

I reach for his help, before he suddenly pulls it away, causing me to fall back down. "Andree!" I shout, frustrated.

He bursts out laughing. "You really thought I was going to help you?" He manages to say between laughs.

I stand up and, without wasting a second, I tackle his large frame down to ground, putting my leg on his stomach.

"Ow." he complains, rubbing his head.

"That's what you get for messing with me." I say, smirking down at him.

"What the fu-" He starts.

"Language!"

I take my leg off him, lending him a hand.

"Do I look dumb to you?" He asked, standing up on his own.

"I was just trying to help" I shrug.

"I came to give you your phone." he says, handing my phone to me.

"Oh, thanks." I take it from him.

"Oh yeah and some guy called."

"Who?" I ask suspiciously.

"I picked up the call. Thought it was my phone." he says effortlessly. "I think it was that Zebra guy. I think?"

"So what? Zebra's talk now-"

"How am I meant to know? He sounded pretty angry."

"Thanks, I guess."

"Whatever. Bye." He spins around, leaving the room.

I look down at my notifications. One missed call from Zach.

Zach: Why did Andy answer your phone???? Liika are you up to something!? Answer me!!

Me: Hey Zachy… By the way his name is Andree

Zach: Zachy? Really? Now I’m sure you’re up to sumn. I don’t really care whatever his name is anyway

Me: Hahaha you really think so?

I can not let Zach know that I'm with Andree. They hate each other. So. Much.

Zach: Liz -_- I’m coming over

Me: No! I’m out with Rilee

Zach: Rilee is right here, Bulls N’ Barrels with me, come over here. You’ve got a lot of explaining to do missy.

Busted.