Hired for Simpson

Intro

Alli's POV:

Tick, tok.

Tick, tok.

Tick, tok.

I drummed my fingers on the countertop in the kitchen as I kept looking at the clock that was just ticking away.

The clock was about to change.

It was almost 3 am and I'm still up waiting for Cody to come back. Fame has changed him really much. He's been going out to clubs every single night and not coming back until 4 in the morning. He also hooks up with girls he barely met and takes them home to our house and hook up.

This bugs the crap out of me and I wish I can do something to stop him from going out every night. I sighed deeply. I headed up the stairs until I heard the door creak open.

Of course.

"Shhh! You'll wake up people in these house!" said a girl's high squeaky voice.

"Chill, it's just my house!" I heard Cody laugh out loud. I heard them fumble in the house and when they came in, their lips were so attached on each other. I made a disgusting face and turned on the living room light.

They stopped and looked at me like deer caught in the car's headlights.

"Yeah, I stayed up all night just to wait for you to come in to see what chick you laid on and brought home tonight." I glared at him and the chick I didn't know.

"c'mon Als, let her stay for one night and then she can go home tomorrow morning." Cody said begging and pleading.

"No Cody. I'm not letting you do that again. You've been doing it to too many girls you barely met." I said the tone of my voice changing.

"Sweetie, I think it's time for you to leave." I lead her to the door and she made a kissy face at Cody.

I slammed the door and put my hand on my hip.

"What's your deal??" Cody asked running his hands roughly through his hair.

"My deal?? Talk about your problem! You're the one who has been bringing home girls every night you don't even know!"

"Maybe I can do that! I can do what I want when I want! I'm not a child and you're not the parent!"

"Mum and dad aren't gonna be happy once they hear this! You know what's gonna happen when management also hears about it."

"What are they gonna do? Hire a fake girlfriend?"

"They probably will." That idea popped up in my head. What should I do? Tell management to hire a fake girlfriend?

Hmm. Let's just see about that...