One Roof With Five Hot Jerks

Gile’s Point of View

“Oh, James?” I stopped walking when I noticed a man walking out from the mansion.

He also stopped, “Giles,” he smiled before walking towards me. “How are you? Did you get a lot of girls out there?”

I chuckled, “I’m loyal, bro. I have someone in my heart.”

He nodded, “That’s new to hear from you.”

I laughed and punched his chest, “By the way, what are you doing here? How did you know where we were living? And… What happened to your cheek? Why is it red? Did someone slap you? Did you meet our princess?”

“Wait, wait,” he chuckled, “Just one question at a time, I can no longer follow your questions.”

“Fine, how did you know where we live?” I asked.

“From a friend,” he shrugged. “Next question?”

I wanted to ask which friend he was referring to, but I have more questions to ask.

“Did someone slap you? Your left cheek is red,” I asked while looking at his cheek.

“Oh,” he touched his left cheek and awkwardly avoided my eyes, “Yeah, someone slapped me.”

“Hey, wait,” I grabbed his shoulders, “Was that from our princess?”

His brows furrowed, “Huh? Which princess are you referring to? I didn’t see a woman inside.”

“Oh,” I put my hands down, “Is that so? That’s good, then.”

Thank God, he didn’t meet our Yanny. I just don’t want all the men who come here to the mansion to see her.

He smiled, “By the way, I’ll be heading first.”

He was about to pass me when I stopped him, “Wait, did you already meet Byron?”

I asked because I know they have been close friends since childhood. Of course, Byron is my cousin, that’s why I know about them.

His smile faded. He looked at the door before shifting his gaze to me, “Yeah, he’s inside and this red cheek? He was the one who did it.”

Wow, that was shocking. If I remember they haven’t fought since they were kids, so this is the first time they have fought. Are they really fighting or was there just a misunderstanding? Wait, is that different or just the same? Aish, I don’t know!

“Really? Stay for a bit, I’ll talk to Byron.” I said.

He shook his head, “Maybe he needs to calm down first, thank you for the concern, Giles.”

“Ey, don’t be cheesy,” I pushed him playfully. “Okay, just come back whenever you want, I’ll also try to talk to Byron.”

He nodded, “Okay, then. Thanks.” He said before he turned away.

Hmm, what really happened between them? Fuck, I’m curious! Should I tease Byron until he tells me what happened? They couldn’t even live without each other when they were kids but look at them now, they are able to fight. Wow, they are really grown-up. What if they really are for each other? Pfft- no, they are both straight. There’s no way they will end up together.

Goodness, never mind! Now that I notice, why is the weather cold today? It looks like I’m going to have a cold.

Maxine’s Point of View

Wow, look at Alyn. He’s so sweet towards Belle. Maybe Belle is really different from Ferries and the other girls that Alyn brought here. Maybe… Alyn is really serious with Belle.

We were eating and my attention was only with them. Alyn really called Belle yesterday to sleep with him. I thought he was joking that night, but now that I saw Belle in front of me I realized that he was serious.

“You have sauce on the edge of your lip,” Alyn told Belle. But even before Belle could answer, Alyn immediately wiped the edge of her lip.

I immediately averted my eyes. Gosh, why did they even have to be sweet in front of us? Aren’t they feeling embarrassed?

“Hey, Missy are you okay?” Sid asked.

I turned to him, “Yeah, why?”

“Oh, really?” His left brow arched.

I frowned, “Why did you even ask if you won’t believe me either?”

“Because your actions are different from your words, Tardy.” Byron said.

My brows met, “Huh? What are you talking about?”

“You’re stabbing the fried chicken, Wendy.” Louis muttered.

“Oh,” now that I noticed it, I’m really stabbing it with my fork. “I-I didn’t know,” I shook my head. “My hands were moving on their own.”

Giles nodded but he’s obviously not convinced, “Yeah, yeah, whatever you say, Yanny.”

I just pouted and did not answer anymore. If they don’t want to believe, it’s up to them. I was even surprised because I wouldn’t have noticed that I was stabbing the chicken if Louis hadn’t whispered to me.

After we ate, I was the only one left in the kitchen to wash the dishes. We don’t have classes today, I’m sure they are now playing on the side of the mansion. But I’m not sure which sport they are playing now.

I turned to the door when it created sound. My eyes widened and I immediately shifted my gaze to the dishes when I saw that it was Alyn who opened the door. I could hear the sound of his footsteps as he approached me, and soon after he was beside me.

He put the glass on the sink, “Do you need help to speed you up from washing plates?”

I looked at him and then shook my head, “I can do this alone. You should go back there, they might look for you.”

“Did you sleep well?” He asked, ignoring what I said.

“Y-Yeah, how about you?” I asked, my eyes were now looking at the plates I was washing.

“Yeah,” he replied.

I nodded, “That’s good, then.”

We were silent for a few minutes, the air between us was going awkward and awkward. I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Alyn stood up straight, I thought he was leaving but he suddenly spoke.

“Want to sleep together tonight?”

To my surprise I suddenly looked at him, “H-Huh? What about Belle?”

“It’s okay, I’ll take her home later. She won’t sleep here tonight.” He said.

“Are you sure?” I asked. Argh, wait. Why does it sound like I was his mistress? Oh, my gosh. I averted my gaze because of what I realized, “No. We can’t, if she ever finds out I’m sure she will be mad.”

“I don’t care,” he replied.

“Huh? What?” I turned to him.

He turned his back from me and put both his hands inside his pant’s pocket, “I’m going to sleep in your room whether you like it or not,” then he walked away.

What the heck?

Yeah, he said that but I received a message from him. It’s 7:56 PM now and I received his message at 7:50 PM. I was still staring at my phone while lying on my bed. I still don’t know where he got my phone number. I don’t remember when we exchanged phone numbers.

By the way, his message said this,

From: Unknown

Hey, Ugly. This is Alyn, I don’t think I can sleep in your room today. Belle got drunk and she doesn’t want me to leave her. I’ll make it up to you.

That’s what was written on my phone. Hmp, if he can’t make it then I’ll ask someone who can-

Knock! Knock!

I immediately stood up and put down my phone to open the door. When I opened the door, I was disappointed when I saw Louis. I don’t know, I just felt it. I should be happy that it was Louis who knocked but why am I feeling disappointed? Gosh.

I smiled, “What brought you here? And why…” I looked at his arms while hugging a pillow, “Why do you have a pillow with you?”

“Uh…” he smiled, “Can I sleep here? I can’t sleep in my bedroom so I thought about sleeping here. But if it’s not fine with you, it’s okay.”

I shook my head, “No, come in.” I said and opened the door widely so he could come in.