Luke and Arzaylea

Chapter 2

Arzaylea'a pov

I sat naked on Luke's bed. Holding the sheets up to my chest as I looked for my phone.

12:13 it showed.

I sighed deeply before getting up and. Gathering my clothes that were scattered throughout the room.

Stumbling into the bathroom, I turned  on the light and faced the mirror.

I looked like shit.

My hair was in a nest. My eye lashes flew off my eyes. My mascara wiped in all different directions.

I quickly washed my face not wanting Luke to see me like this.
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After a shower I changed into a complete see through top and a bra.

I walked back into his room to find him still asleep and naked.

I rolled my eyes as I opened Twitter. It's my favorite spot to bitch about stuff that no one cares about.

"Make up is an art" I tweeted.

I looked at the replies and saw many of them saying pay the rent.

What rent?

Pay papi the rent. Reply said

Oh yehhhhhhh.

Nope.

I saw how many texts Bryan sent me.

Where's the rent money?

You have to pay your half.

I can see you saw these.

I opened up Twitter again to see the same messages from him.

So I did the only thing I could do.

I blocked his ass.