Roommates

Roommates (4)

A/N - I promised to upload today, sorry if it's late. Hope you enjoy it. The next chapter will be better, hopefully.

Thanks for everyone who voted for deciding which country was the winner; if you don't know, well you'll find out which one got picked!

Enjoy this, sorry for the shortish chapter; hopefully one day I'll succeed in making a longer one.

UPDATED: SORRY HAD TO CHANGE THE COUNTRY; SO SORRY.

 

Chapter Three

Dinner was kind of awkward. We both shot each other occasional peeks while eating and while one looked, the other looked away. I finished my fourth slice of pizza and drank the rest of my soda which caused a really loud burp; you’d think it was a volcano or something. Embarrassed I covered my mouth and blushed; a crimson red which in response Vincent laughed.

“Hey, not funny,” I commented flicking a rather large crumb at Vincent’s direction. This just caused him to laugh louder. One of the things I loved about Vincent is that whenever we had an awkward moment it would only take a few minutes until we were fine again.

He stopped laughing and shook his head, “You know what?” he asked.

I shook my head.

“You’re seriously one of the most disgusting girls I have ever met,” he said; chuckling quietly.

“Guess you haven’t met that many girls,” I stated, he never bought any girls’ home apart from the frequent parties that he hosted every month or so, which was weird since he was like the hottest and most popular guy in our school, alongside with Zack. The only girl that over came over was Lizzie, sometimes for a sleepover or random gossip.

“Guess there aren’t too many girls out there for me,” he answered staring at me. I felt my cheeks burn.

“Anyways,” I started, “What do you say that I kick your butt on halo?” I stood up and placed my plate in the dish washer along with Vincent’s.

He headed to the couch and set on his Xbox, I cleared the rest of the table and once I was done I took the seat beside him and grabbed onto the control player.

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“I totally kicked your halo butt,” I jumped up and down the couch excitedly, “You owe me twenty bucks Vinnie,” I stretched my palm and placed it right in front of his face.

Sighing he reached for the back pocket of his jeans, pulled out his wallet and gave me twenty bucks. I grinned like an idiot.

“Has anyone ever told you that you have a beautiful smile?”

I felt cheeks burn from the compliment and shook my head. “No,” I looked down and stared at my nails.

“Well you do,” he whispered whilst shifting on the couch uncomfortably.

I looked back at him; he was blushing; crimson red.

 “Thanks.”

“Hey listen, since there is only week until school finishes, I was wondering if you would like to go to Australia with me and Zack; you can bring Lizzie along if you want, I mean you don’t have to if-“

I cut him off by squealing with excitement. Was this really going to be the first time leaving this city? Even better the country? Never in my whole entire life have I ever left this dull old city.  My parents never allowed me to, not even when it was part of a school trip. I would have always been the misfit; the one who never took part in trips. Guess I would have to spend the money that I saved for my car to go to Australia instead. I’ve heard that it has the best beaches in the world.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” stated Vincent looking amused at my reaction.

I was so excited that I ran towards Vincent and grabbed his hands and jumped excitedly. He chuckled at my actions.

“Finally I can get out of this city,” I said enthusiastically.

“What do you mean? You want to live there?” he asked, a sudden expression of sadness appeared in his face.

“No silly, this is going to be my first time that I will leave the city,” I explained with a huge grin on my face.

Vincent gawked at me in disbelief, “What? You stayed here for eighteen years, without leaving this place?”

I shook my head, “Seventeen years and nine months and twenty three days actually,” I corrected.

Vincent rolled his eyes, “Whatever geek, I can’t believe you haven’t left, didn’t you have money or something like that?” he asked.

It was nothing like that, I thought. It was the fact my parents had too much money; which they spent on drugs and wouldn’t ever let me touch a penny. That’s why I got a job, but I couldn’t tell Vincent that. I couldn’t tell anyone. I didn’t want them to pity me or thing that I had a hard life or whatever, if I did, they’ll probably come up with some awful rumours.

Vincent waved his hand slowly in front of my face, causing me to blink.

“Earth to Rosalie,” he said.

“Huh?” I asked, dumfounded. “Oh, yeah, my family didn’t have money,” I lied. He didn’t sound convinced but looking at my expression he decided not to mention it.

“You never told me why you moved in with me, usually girls wouldn’t agree to be a guy’s roommate, especially a hot one like me,” he winked.

I laughed quietly, “What can I say, I had a huge crush on you,” I flirted back, which sent little butterflies to flutter in my stomach.

He blushed slightly then his expression turned serious, “No, I’m serious, why did you move in? 

I shifted from foot to foot, “Well, the rent was cheap and my parents got a job elsewhere, so they um…decided for me to find a place of my own, since I was grown up and I didn’t want to leave school,” I answered, not looking at his eyes since I was a pretty bad liar and looking at him would have given it away.

“Oh, that’s it?” asked Vincent disappointed, “it wasn’t because you found me attractive.” He looked pretty upset which made me erupt into laughter.

“You’re acting so like Zack right now,” I commented, sometimes Vincent flirted with me, but that was usually in parties when he was around his friends.

“I thought you liked it,” he said confused.

“Yes but with Zack. You acting like him completely freaks me out,” and turns me on, I added in my mind.

“What? So you like Zack?” He looked pretty darn curious.

“Why, you jealous?” Vincent just kept staring at me awaiting my answer. “Eww no, he’s just a friend. That would be awkward.” I shuddered at the thought, way awkward.

Vincent look relieved for a split second, I looked back again to make sure,but it was gone.

“So when are we going to Australia?” I asked changing subject.

“Well,” he laughed, “once we finish school, in other words, Sunday, then we’ll have time to pack on Saturday.”

I punched my fist in the air! “Hell yes! Wait, how do we get the tickets so fast?” I asked, I was pretty sure you can’t book tickets that quick, can you?

“Oh, don’t worry about that, we’re going on Zack’s private jet,” stated Vincent as if it was obvious.

“Private jet,” I gasped. My first flight was going to be on a private jet? I got just die of happiness right here, right now.

Next week was going to be a blast, but this week I'll have to bear with school.

 
 ~Edited by Silver (silverfires)~