Chapter 5.

Three months later.

So much time has passed and life has been a bubble of bliss. Ian and I are still going strong but lately, I feel as if he is pulling away. When I asked him about it he said I was looking for a fight.

"Baby, is there anything wrong with us?"

"What do you mean?"

"Tell me if I'm wrong, but lately it feels as if we're not connected like we used to, are you comfortable being with me?"

"Where's all this coming from Rina!?" he raised his voice and YEAH he called me Rina! That hurt so bad...what happened to 'sweetcakes'

"Woah! Why are you shouting? It was just an innocent question. No need to get all riled up about it." I raised my voice as well.

He sighed and enveloped me in a hug. "You're being insecure because I'm about to leave, but sweetcakes there's no need to worry about us okay. I'm very comfortable with you." Ahh, there it is... 'sweetcakes'. A very huge smile developed after that and we were okay again. I was just tripping. But you have to understand, he's about to move halfway across the world and expects us to still be normal? He's moving to a country with so many opportunities, when I say opportunities I'm talking about girls.

The same old fights have been happening between me and Khalil. What is even worse is that we've been partnered up for this assignment on a house and it's been fun, but working with him is hell. How can someone have such a huge ego! Zoé finally broke up with that Riley chick. She wasn't great for her, she was just looking for someone to get her off. Such a bitch.

Today I'm finally moving into my new apartment and I'm so excited. Like a kid who just got all the sugary things in a store. Zoé and Ian are helping me carry my boxes inside.

"So...this is where you'll be living from now on huh?" Zoé asked but you could hear she's sad.

"Yeah. It's beautiful isn't it?" I smiled looking around.

The apartment was beautiful. The walls were painted in white, the kitchen was the size of my old dorm room...which is pretty big, which means more baking! The living room was okay too, it was fully furnished which was a blessing upon blessings.

The apartment had a great vibe to it, it's sort of a place where one could meditate and relax. It's a very peaceful place and I love it. I took the room at the end of the hall because the other one was already occupied.

Lucky for me my room had great lighting and a perfect spot by the window to curl up and read a book. This is totally the best apartment I could ever get. It's affordable and it is within walking distance to campus.

"I'm gonna miss you so much!" Zoé cried out.

My heart feels sad with her..."Aah c'mon Zo. You can come every day if you want to," I tried to make the situation better.

"I'm not that crazy babe. I could totally use some space between us. I'd like to have my hookups without feeling guilty about making you horny."

"Oh my gosh, Zo! I can't even-" I burst out laughing, I'm certainly going to miss her living with her.

"Alright, y'all I'm out. I'll see you tomorrow Ri, love you girl," she left waving her hand comically.

"So we can finally have privacy," Ian said, smirking.

"Oh yeah. You can finally twerk for me without worrying about Zoé bursting in," I joked.

"Aha! You're one crazy girlfriend but at least you catch my drift...although it won't be me twerking, it'll be you."

"Ahh good sir, what is it you see me as? Entertainment?" I tried that British accent and laughed at how stupid I sounded.

"Well I see you as the best thing that's happened to me...but you are entertaining," I slapped his chest and pulled him towards me kissing the dear life out of him.

"Argh guys can't you do that somewhere else!?" a voice I wasn't intending on hearing until Monday filled up the room.

"Uhm what are you doing here?" I asked.

"What do you mean? I live here. Ian knows that," he answered my question gesturing to an Ian who's really quiet now.

So you see, Ian was the one who showed me this apartment and everything and it seems as if he didn't mention one important detail of all of this. That I'll be living with Khalil. The only human being I loath. The one person in this entire world I can't stand and my boyfriend was quiet about it!

"IAN. Why did you not mention this to me?" I clenched my teeth as I spoke. I'm trying to remain calm. Keyword ' trying '!

"Uhhh...well you see, what happened was I thought this would be a great opportunity for you two to set aside your differences and get along you know," He smiled pointing to the both of us and I crossed my arms over my chest.

"But I told you I don't like him!" I'm really trying to remain calm but what was Ian thinking? There's no way that Khalil and I could ever live together.

"Well I don't like you too, we've got something in common," the douchebag says.

"Nobody was talking to you, asshole!"

"Well, I definitely don't want to talk to you either."

"Then shut up!"

"You shut up!"

"BOTH OF YOU SHUT UP!" Wow. Ian seems pretty pissed right now. "Now the both of you will learn how to live with each other and talk properly like normal human beings instead of acting like little peasants! Do you understand?"

"Okay woah, I don't know who you are talking to like th-" I try to finish but Ian cuts me off.

"I said, do you understand?"

"Yeah," Khalil and I replied in unison.

"Good. I'm taking off sweetcakes now. I'll see you later," He gave me a peck on the lips and did that bro shake with Khalil and left.

I go into my room and slam the door like a pissed off teenager, well I am a pretty pissed off teenager. I unpack my stuff and reorganize the room, cleaning it from top to bottom and making sure that everything is up to my standards.

Once I'm done I hear my stomach grumbling, I go into the kitchen and luckily I had bought groceries just in case. I take out some chicken and defrost it. I cooked enough food for two people(why I'm that generous, I don't know) I called out for Khalil.

"Khalil if you're hungry I cooked enough food for two."

"Are you trying to kill me?" He enters the kitchen shirtless and his body is just so amazing to look at. He has a great body and he looks so hot right now, he has killer muscles that show he works out. His six-pack looks so good and to top it off it's as if he has an enhanced V. He is a walking god, it's a pity he's shitty.

"Honestly if I wanted to kill you, food wouldn't be the approach. I would stab you to death but only after torturing you slowly and painfully," I said smiling at him.

"Woah 'sweetcakes' no need to be so aggressive."

"Don't call me that!" I leave the kitchen for the living room.

Khalil follows after me with his plate of food "Why not. Doesn't it sound better from me?" he asked, smirking.

"No! It makes me want to vomit." I gagged.

"Well at least there's an advantage with staying with you," he said getting up.

"Oh yeah? What's that?"

"You can cook." And with that he leaves me alone, he probably thinks I'm going to be his maid. He's yet to see hell.