"We don't actually have to cook...." Axel trails off, flicking another page of a cookbook.

The amount of cookbooks that Axel has in his designer kitchen was a grand total of three. Plus, whatever we made had to match the ingredients that were in Axel's fridge because we were both to lazy to go to the store.

Yep, we were screwed.

So we took the sad amount of books we had and began flicking through them one by one, hoping to find an easy recipe.

"I'm actually loosing my mind." I groan, resting my head on a page in the book.

"Cause you're near all of my hotness." Axel winks at me, before turning back to his cookbook.

"Uh-hu, sure... So, why can't I use the internet for a recipe?"

"No WiFi." Axel shrugs as if it's the most natural thing in the world.

"What?!" I exclaim, my mind spinning.

Axel is clearly rich, it's painfully obvious due to his apartment. And as a person who enjoys a good Instagram stalk, I can't imagine living without WiFi.

"It's getting installed in a week. I've just changed provider and it's taking fucking forever."

"First world problems..." I fake a sad face and shove his shoulder.

I slowly stand up from the stool I've been sitting on and make my way over to the stainless steel fridge.

"So, we've gotta make something." I state, opening the door to the fridge up.

Despite the grand scale of Axels kitchen, inside his fridge is more than disappointing.

It's heartbreaking.

There's no food.

Well, that's exaggerating a bit. There's a tiny bottle of milk, a six pack of eggs and some ham, plus what looks like butter.

I can't be sure.

"This is what you live off?" I ask, my eyebrows raised in astonishment.

"No, I get deliveries every day of athlete food. But I eat it all every time. So there's no point in me storing food." He shrugs.

I snort at the word athlete, a smile coming onto my face.

"Why are you laughing?" Axel laughs, his eyebrows furrowed.

"Because you called yourself an athlete." I chuckle.

"I am one, I'm the quarter back of The Bruins, incase you've forgotten sugarplum." Axel smirks, flexing his arms showing his massive biceps.

I think a part of my heart just died.

I attempt to hide my girly thoughts by clearing my throat and crossing my arms over my chest. "Sugarplum? Really?"

"Really." Axel grins, his straight teeth showing.

"You're impossible." I groan, looking back at the fridge. "Why don't we just make omelettes?"

"Because isn't that too simple?"

"They didn't exactly say what we have to cook," I shrug.

"Loophole, I like it." Axel nods, looking impressed.

"Let's do it."

••••

"Fuck, no....holy crap this is difficult." Axel curses, whilst miserably failing to flip his omelette.

My own omelette sits beside me, looking like a jumbled mess of egg. But still, it's an omelette.

It's a remix of what would've been an omelette.

"You've been swearing for the past two minutes, surely you've figured it out by now." I laugh.

What. An. Idiot.

"Okay, I think it's finished." Axel places his plate next to mine on the counter.

We both take a step back to admire our work.

"We can't photograph that."

"No way."

At least we tried....

"We can still eat them though." Axel sings, licking his lips in an exaggerated manner.

"Firstly, gross, don't do that ever again. Also, there's no way I'm going to eat that." I shake my head to prove my point.

"You need to!" Axel exclaims, a shocked look placed on his face.

"I can't, look at it! It's hideous." I scrunch up my nose as I smell it again. "It smells rotten."

"Oh well, is still food." Axel smirks as he picks up his plate and begins eating it with a fork he brought out.

"Yuck, that looks horrible." I whine.

And I'm not even eating it.

"It's not great. But you know, gotta get those gains." He says, before putting down his plate and flexing one of his biceps.

I'm in desperate need of an off switch on my brain.

"Okay, well that's good for you." I say slowly.

I move over to the silver bin and scrape the rest of the food into the bin, scrunching up my nose at the smell.

"You're so gonna throw up." I groan.

I have a fear of throwing up and cannot stand anything to do with it. Even talking about it makes me want to run away.

"Worth it, this is delicious." Axel announces, looking fondly at his plate of mashed omelette.

Idiot.

"Well, I don't want to be around to see the aftermath, so I'm gonna go..." I nod.

I then start walking to the living room and pick up my bag. I go to reach for the door to leave and I hear a voice shouting for me.

"Wait!" Axel exclaims, his footsteps echoing through the apartment.

"Yeah?" I ask, wanting to leave before I outstay my welcome.

"I need you're number." Axel says, breathlessly.

Isn't he an 'athlete'....

"Why? You gonna stalk me?" I smile, wanting a reaction from him.

"Wha-no....I need it so we can schedule our next cooking thing," Axel trails off, before waving his hands in the air to prove his point. "Whatever it is."

"Oh, yeah." I reach into my bag and hand him my phone. "Here."

Axel smirks at me and begins typing into my phone. After he finishes, he hands it back to me. A mischievous glint in his eyes.

"What did you do?" I question, my suspicions through the roof.

"Nothing, I'll see you later." He says dismissively.

"Bye." I say, stepping out of the apartment and letting it slam behind me.

••••

Walking home I stop by Costa and order a hot chocolate. I carry it on my walk home, sipping it slowly, trying not to burn myself.

As I arrive at my dorm room, I see boxes by the stairs.

I wonder who's moving in...

The building I'm staying in is full of seniors, meaning not many people are moving in or out. They're just trying to get through this hell.

As I reach my apartment, that I was lucky enough to get to myself due to someone having a mental breakdown and quitting college.

It's worrying that that isn't a big deal to me anymore....

So when I see the door to my apartment open, I step in very hesitantly.

I hear a scream as I take my first step in. I immediately turn to see a guy holding a t-shirt to his bare chest.

He's very tall and slim. He's got shaggy brown hair and big black glasses resting on his nose.

"Who are you?!" I exclaim.

I knew I should've taken that self-defence class.

"Sorry to scare you, I'm Rob. Your new roommate." He smiles, holding his hand out for me to shake.

I slowly put down my hot chocolate on my bed stand and place my hand in his, before being pulled into a hug.

"I'm so super excited to room with you!" He exclaims before releasing his hold on me.

"Me too...." I say slowly before laughing nervously. "Sorry, I'm just shocked."

"Don't worry about it, my beds been moved in already, so I can see how the difference could be a shock." He explains, motioning around the room.

I slowly drop my bag into my bed and look around. My bed that used to be in the middle, has been pushed into the corner with another across from it. Apart from that, there's only boxes placed around the place.

"Don't worry about it. Do you need any help unpacking?"

"You are a god send."

••••

I fall into my bed laughing, Rob copies me, falling onto his own.

"I swear, it's like I'm not their child! Who in their right of mind has never watched Project Runway?!" Rob exclaims, looking up at the ceiling.

I laugh before raising a hesitant hand into the air. "Me." I say, shamefully.

Rob gasps, placing a hand on his chest before looking over at me, a serious look on his face. "Well, that's the first thing we're doing as roommates."

"Agreed." I say as my phone buzzes in my back pocket.

So, I've still not thrown up.

Well, good for you? Why do I need to know this?

Because it means we're practically chefs.

I laugh at his last message, shaking my head with a smile on my face.

"Who's making you all smiley?" Rob asks, smiling at me.

"An idiot called Axel."

"Axel?"

"Axel McSmith, the quarter back of the football team." I shrug.

"Oh my god. This is too good!" He squeals, clapping his hands.

"What? What's the big deal?" I ask, confused at Robs excited face.

What's the big deal with Axel?

"He's my best friend."

••••

Ooo, who is Rob? Does Axel know about him moving in?

I would love to hear your thoughts :)

Sorry this chapter is a day late, it was my birthday yesterday so I was busy celebrating!

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Much love,

Jade x