Dave pov...
I stepped out from behind the shower cotton and wrapped my waist with a towel.
I looked into the mirror and just marveled at how handsome I looked. I took my hair dryer and began to dry my hair.
At the process my phone started to beep with notifications. I looked to see who it was. It was one of my girlfriends, Camilla.
I groaned. I thought I told her I was busy on another date? Today was for Sofia, a new girl with blonde hair I met at a restaurant.
I picked different days and date for all my girlfriends. Well except Lacey which I took pretty serious compared to the rest. Good thing was that she barely had my time.
After drying my hair completely, I looked at the six messages she sent.
< << I was thinking maybe we should hang out tonight. < < < That was it, I was tired. I was tired of our little boring hook up. I didn't want to deal with her anymore. After tomorrow I will tell her I'm done. I had only one girlfriend who i was proud off. Her name is Stephanie. She was pretty but she really knew how to please me, when to please me and what I liked at the moment. But tonight I had a date with the blonde chick. I put on clothes and spray my body with perfume and adjust my hair. I started station at my reflection again and I'm like damn. I left my room to see Max in the kitchen prepare dinner. "Hmm something smells good." I said and pulled out a chair. He turned to give me a knowing look. " Looks like someone got a date." He squinted his eyes at me. " Smells like someone used my perfume." I looked dumbstruck at being caught. Well I guess it wasn't going to be hard because Max had a very powerful cologne. He was a fashion designer and stylist and the company he worked dealt with many varieties like the cologne I was wearing on. "Check the food," I said to him pretending to be distracted. He just shakes his head and smiled dangerously and focused back on his cooking. "What are you coping by the way?" "Pancake and sausages." Would you believe I knew nothing about kitchen and cooking? You could be cooking right in front of me and I had no idea what you are doing. Thank goodness, I have an expert cool like my brother. Max and I were very different. He loved cooking and looking after me, just like our late mum. It could be because he is the first heir in our family but I think it is just in him. He was very caring even though he feels embarrassed saying or showing it. Max was an introvert even with his more handsome looks and stronger biceps but really, he loved being alone. He does everything like a routine. Cook. Clean. Work. Exercise. And it repeats all over again. It was worse while we were younger. If not that he looked hot and did not wear a lens people will actually call him a nerd because he was always too busy reading and maintaining his grades He was very ambitious and I know secretly that he wants to make our late mother proud because that was all she ever wanted. He was her favorite. Max was a wonderful brother to me and I was aware of that even if anyone else misunderstands him. He had the good side and the bad side. I was lost in thoughts staring at him as he dishes some pancakes on my plate and placed a cup of juice beside it. "Eat up." He told me warmly and removed the apron from his waist. I smiled. Mother will be so proud of him I know he misses her. "Can't wait to try it." I held out my fork then digged into it. I saw heaven when I tasted it. "Wow this taste different but it is sweet." I stuffed more pancakes and then the sausage and juice. He served for himself and sat down." I learnt this particular recipe in YouTube." I gave him a thumbs up and continue eating. My phone beeped. I put it up and almost choked on my pancakes when I saw the text and who it was from. < < < I pressed my hand to my head, messing my hair. Alexa always made me feel this way. Tired and frustrated. Alexa was once my girlfriend in highschool. She broke up with me anyway and that is the first and last girl who had ever ditched me and went off with another guy. I was so hurt and especially my ego because I knew I was hot and I didn't use that, I was committed to Alexa but she had to betray me. And now I'm the player. I couldn't hold it again, I banged my fist against the table. "What is wrong? " I didn't e how I was going to tell Max without been harsh but I tried. " It's just this Alexa girl. My ex girlfriend. She came back from California and now she needs a place to stay for some time." I clenched my teeth. I wasn't even that angry. I was upset and hurt. Max however pretended like he didn't hear me. I gave him a demanding look but he refused to bulge . "So what are you saying concerning this?" "Doesn't she have some family and friends around here?" Max asked. " No. Her family moved to California after she was done highschool. That is all I know." "Is she on her way already?" I nodded. "Since she said few days then let's help her." I looked at Max. "That girl is my ex...I have a date tonight and Alexa is stubborn and troublesome. She is going to make our lives miserable." "I don't know bro." He said helplessly and dumped his plate in the sink and turned on the tap. I shut my eyes throwing my arms against my forehead, suddenly exhausted. "Okay. What about my date. Will you help me look after her tonight? " Max facial expression told me he was absolutely baffled. That was a weird suggestion. "I'm going to work tonight,I got a lot of things to do." I sighed and opened my mouth to say something but his phone rang. "Got to take this." He muttered and went away. "Mr Jonathan. I was just thinking about the same thing now. We should definitely go for the red lace. It will suit her complexion." I heard Max say. He wasn't there again. I felt so angry. .... I heard the door bell and my guess was Alexa. I told myself to be at my best and act casual because she could be so manipulative and make you express emotions that you never wanted to. I went to check through the peep hole. It was really Alexa. I still wondered how I looked. My hair was perfect and I still smelt nice. Maybe I was being a bit narcissistic. I opened the door and Alexa breezed in. It may have been couple of years that I saw Alexa physically but she didn't seem to stop amazing me with her astonishing appearance. My ex stood there looking pretty in one my favorite color, blue but she wore a denim dress which hugged her perky boobs and high ass. Her fits were covered in a sparklingly white sneakers and her leather black hair was packed in a loose ponytail. She clutched onto her luggage box. I was too lost in the sensuality her petite body carried and forgot to look at her face. Her dark eyes were tired and sad. She looked stressed out. I didn't want to care. Then she dropped her bag and pressed her body onto mine. She hugged me for nine seconds with my hands rooted to my side. I stared at her blankly ignoring the fact that that hug registered some abandoned memory of us in highschool. "How was your journey?" I asked. There it goes. That delicate sigh. "I'm so tired David, it was exhausting and nauseous." "But you took a flight right? You didn't ride a horse. Right?" She smiled at what I said. Curse!! Oh shit, I fucked up there didn't I? I wasn't supposed to add any sense of humor to our conversation. She may be manipulating me again. "I know David but I think I'm having some symptoms of fever." "Ah sorry about that." I muttered. I took her bag from her. " Let me show you to your room." I said in a kind voice. She smiled and nodded. I took her to one of the extra rooms and came back to sit on the couch and sent Sophia an apologetic text. Now she will be thinking I ghosted her. I shut my eyes and opened the abandoned file I have been ignoring. Alexa and I. ... It was our high school gala night where we come together to share a memorial about our last day in school. We party that night and have fun and take pics and even sleep over. We got teamed up with with our partners in a game. A girl and a boy. I got teamed up with the most intelligent girl in class and Alexa got teamed up with one of the hottest and richest guy in class. Before that I have always been suspicious about the two of them. The way she always talked with him in the cafeteria or even in class. The way she always mentions his name in our conversation. It was really heartbreaking but anytime I brought it up that I was not comfortable with their friendship, she always assured me that she loved me and will never hurt me.. So during the game she was paired with that same guy, Razzy. I saw the look in her eyes. She was very happy to be his team mate. I tried to be happy but I couldn't bear it. I was so suspicious and jealous so I decided to stalk them all day. The game was to find some artifacts and the person in charge of the game had hidden the twelve pieces in different places. I left my partner and stopped looking for the artifacts but I was looking for Alexa. I finally found their location. They were in a dark room doing dark things. I caught them in an intense lip lock. The bastard was kissing my girl, he was touching her . I couldn't bear to watch them, I jumped out from my hiding spot and punched Razzy so hard on the face that his stupid lips began to bleed. Alexa was so surprised and shocked and guilty. I was still in emotional pain that I forgot Razzy I was supposed to be beating and went on to confront Alexa. Razzy overpowered me and beat me to a pulp and Alexa did nothing. ... "David," Alexa called my name, and I drifted away from my subconscious. I turned my head to see her in an oversized shirt and leggings. "I've been calling you but you didn't seem to hear me. Are you okay?" She sat down in the couch next to me. I shifted a bit. I am sure she wanted to hear that I was just thinking about her. "It's nothing," I replied, feeling deeply annoyed. "Are you giving me an attitude? Like seriously?" I gave her a cold look . Where did that come from? Was she expecting me to react and bicker with her like we usually did while we were still dating? She shifted even closer to me and I could feel the warmth of her body. "Thanks for letting me stay at your place. I actually came back to New York because of some family stuff. I understand you don't want me here but I'll go very soon once it's done, okay?" I still said nothing. I am sure this gave her a clue to what was going on. She knows I'm still upset with her. "I am sorry about what I did back then." She muttered. "I was young and fooling, I didn't mean it." "It's okay." I said with a tight smile. I could feel her eyes staring intensely at me. "Really?" "What else do you want me to say? We had a history and that is the past so forget about it." What ever she wanted to say next she held it inside and just stared at me in astonishment. "Wow. So you moved on like that. You don't care anymore?" I looked at her. A part of me was struck with disbelief but the other part told me to remain calm and think well before I speak. She was being her manipulative again. Yes it is so bad that I can't trust any word she says. Instead she makes me look like the offender . She continued however. " Please you have to hear me out. I know I wasn't faithful in the past. I made a decision not to be communicated but now I am grown and mature to understand that. A decision is not a promise though." I thought of the perfect words to say. "You know, Alexa, maybe you are right. A decision is not a promise so that means we don't have to take it seriously. And if I was ever going to make a promise to be committed to one girl , it's not going to be you." Her eyes suddenly became glassy. I felt satisfied..so much that I needed a drink. "I can't believe you." She shook her head. "I know, right?" I responded in a smug tone. " You're sick, David."She hissed. I got up, amused. "No,I think I need a drink. Care for some?" I left to the kitchen without replying. I grabbed a bottle of expensive wine. I opened it and turned into two glass cups . I came back to the living room and stretched out a cup but she looked at me with a big scowl on her face. "I can't believe you." She said in a frightful whisper. "Well I'll be in my room." I walked away with the two cups. What a relief to the body system.