Four

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Jemma’s P.O.V.

Michael insisted on going to Target for some reason even though I kept on telling him that the prices for food would be way cheaper at a regular grocery store.

"Target is funner and it has everything," he claimed as we stepped through the automatic sliding doors of the huge department store

"You’re such a little kid," I laughed rolling out a cart as we made our way to the food aisles 

"A little kid who’s 12 feet taller than you," He exaggerated

Not gonna lie, Mike was pretty tall, around 6 feet if I had to estimate it, but I wasn’t all that short either, or at least I wasn’t average height for a girl my age. I was 5’7 according to my doctor and I take that with pride because I’ve always liked my height. 

"When you see me with heels, you’ll only be 3 feet taller than me," I played along 

"Yeah right," He said as we found ourselves looking through bags of chips

My pantry was simple, one bag of chips with some cookies and microwavable products and that was it, so the first thing I went for was a large bag of doritos, but Michael, on the other hand, was grabbing family sized bags of chips left and right.

"Jesus, there’s four boys living in that apartment, how much can all of you take?" I asked counting the amount of chips he placed in our cart in less than five minutes

"You’d be amazed at how much we can eat in a week," 

We went through every aisle with Mike getting five times the amount of food that I had. I was slowly starting to question whether he’d have enough money for all of the food he was stacking up on, but I never asked him because he seemed like this was just any other grocery trip.

"Is this what you feed all your big buff body guards?" I asked gesturing to our filled cart once we were finished with the food

"Oh, you know that they’re our security?" 

"It’s kind of obvious seeing two grown men in all black monitoring four teenage boys," I said pushing the cart around to store looking for anything else I might need as Michael kept one hand on the handle bar inches away from mine.

"What is it that you do that requires security anyways?" I asked spotting a DVD of a movie that I’ve been eyeing for ages now. It was a horror film that came out a few months ago that all my friends went to see, but I never had the guts to actually watch it with them in the huge move theatre screens. I liked these types of movies because of the thrill I get in my veins, but I couldn’t deny the fact that they did freak me out sometimes.

"Nothing special," He shrugged standing next to me to look at the same film

"Oculus 2? I watched the first one and it wasn’t that good," He commented letting his arm lean into mine as the both of us read the back of the plastic dvd folder to see if it was interesting.

"Yeah, but all my friends watched this second one and they said it was really good," I said 

"So I’m going to take this as you inviting me to a movie night," He managed to sneak in as I let out a laugh at how bad he was at being slick

"You are just the epitome of smooth, aren’t you Red?" I rolled my eyes as he took the dvd away from me

"If you don’t buy this, then I will and you’ll have to be the one to come over and watch it with me, but either way we are having a movie night," he said not giving me enough time to counter as he placed it in the cart

"That sounds awful, I’ll have to walk those 3 extra feet into your flat now," I fake groaned making him the one laughing now

I’ve felt this free around others before because I mean sure I was a people person, but with him it felt like I could honestly say anything and he’d have another comment thrown at me without even having to think. Our conversations just felt never ending regardless of what we were talking about and I absolutely loved it.

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