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*Mollie POV*
“Dude you have to come over. I am going crazy with both of them.” My best friend, Audrey Lochte pleaded with me.
“Well what is it worth to you?” I joked twirling my lanyard around my hand.
“I will give you whatever you want I just need another female in my house to balance out all these animals.”
“Are you calling your husband and his best friend animals?” I laughed taking a sip of my Pepsi.
“Yes because they are acting worse than the dogs. Not to mention Devon has taken to stopping by whenever he damn well pleases.” Audrey slammed her head on her books. The sound vibrated off the walls. “Ow, that hurt. Fix it Mollie.”
“I can’t fix stupid my darling friend.” I answered laughing. Audrey lifted her head and glared playfully at me.
“I’m not stupid. So are you going to come over?”
“Sure why not.” I shrugged. “Beats staying in the dorms for the night.”
“Stay the weekend? We can totally knock out our Psych paper. I have the good Starbucks coffee.” Audrey pouted out her bottom lip and batted her eyes at me.
“Alright only because you have the good Starbucks.” I laughed and shoved my books in my bag before grabbing my drink. I walked back to my dorm and packed a bag while Audrey laid on my bed.
“Your bed is so uncomfortable. You should just move in with me. My beds are kick ass.”
“Only because your husband swims in the Olympics.” I said laughing at my best friend.
“Well yea but so what? My beds are still better.” Audrey replied walking out to her car. I stopped short when Audrey unlocked a white Range Rover.
“Um, new car?” I asked.
“Nah, my Jeep was acting up so, I’m driving Michael’s while mine is in the shop. Not like he needs it. Ryan has like six cars, I just hate driving his cars.”
“Michael?” The question came out sounding confused. I had thought Cullen Jones was at Audrey’s house with Ryan.
“Yea, Michael Phelps is Ryan’s best friend. Sorry thought that was clear.”
I shook my head and tossed my bag at my feet. “Yea that was not clear at all by the way. You really should make things clearer with guests who are going to be staying at your house. Damn this is a nice car.”
“Yea but it eats gas like a two dollar ho sucks dicks.”
I shook my head at Audrey. “I will never understand your comparisons in a million years.”
Audrey laughed and pulled off the campus. “You can thank Ryan Lochte for that one.”
“Oh yea, I will be sure to do that.” The moment we pulled up to Audrey’s I had to hold back a gasp. I grabbed my bag and followed Audrey into her house.
“Hey I’m home! You two better have some news about my car!” Audrey yelled as she shook her shoes off. I dropped my bags by the door and slipped off my sandals.
“Hey love so yea we do have news about your car, it is a goner. So, here’s the deal you can drive one of my cars or we can go look at cars this weekend.”
“Yea we are going to look at cars this weekend.” Audrey said walking to the kitchen. I followed her into her huge kitchen and there sat Michael Phelps. I felt my breathe catch in the back of my throat.
“Hey, Mike this is my best friend Mollie. Mollie this is Ryan’s best friend, Mike.” Audrey introduced us. Michael held out his hand and I shook it lightly.
“Hi, I’m Mollie Kennedy.” I saw Michael’s eyebrows go up in alarm.
“Kennedy? Like the famous Kennedy’s?”
“Yea, that’s the pair. My father is related to them somehow don’t ask me how I really have no idea.” I laughed nervously.
“That is really cool. Well I’m Michael Phelps but you can call me Mike.”
“Ok, well hi Mike. Oh gosh where did Audrey go?” I looked around in alarm as I realized my best friend left me in the kitchen with Michael.
“I’m pretty sure we can find her. I have no idea where Ryan went to be honest. Want to go try to find them?”
I shrugged. “Sure, why not.” We searched the whole house even went in their room and didn’t find them anywhere. “If they left I am going to kill her.” I commented as we walked into the garage.
“Let me just call Ryan.” Michael pulled his phone out and called Ryan. I listened to Michael’s side of the conversation and was able to gather they had left to look at cars for Audrey.
“They are seriously the worst hosts I have ever meet in my life. You don’t leave guests in your house.” I rolled my eyes walking back into the house and into the living room.
“Yea, Ryan has never been a great host but he’s my best friend.” Michael shrugged and laid down on the sofa.
I shrugged and nodded. “Yea Audrey sucks as a host but as you said she’s my best friend so eh. Well since we are stuck here what would you like to do?”
“Want to just talk?” Michael suggested.
“Sure so, what should we talk about?”
“What are you majoring in? Ryan mentioned you attended the university with Audrey.”
“I’m majoring in psych nursing.”
“That sounds super hard.”
I rolled my eyes laughing. “It’s not really hard. Just super time consuming. So, you swim with Ryan?”
“Well more like against him but yea we both swim.” Michael commented laughing.
“So, what brings you to Florida besides Ryan that is? I’m sure you guys could have picked anywhere else to have bro time.”
“It was kind of last minute. I showed up here two nights ago at like midnight.”
“Do you show up at friends’ houses at midnight often?” I questioned smiling.
Michael shrugged. “After a terrible break up yet again yea I do. Ryan is literally a life saver.”
“Break ups suck I’m sorry.” I commented thinking of my bitter break up a few months prior.
“Yea, they sure do. Most people are terrible people.” Michael commented sadly.
“Eh I disagree. You just have to find people who sync with your beat.”
Michael’s face brightened up. “That’s true, I sound like a negative Nancy don’t I?”
“A little bit but, I don’t blame you. Break ups are hard. I remember when I got broken up with a few months ago. I was a complete wreck. If it hadn’t been for Audrey and Ryan I might not be alive.”
“Wow that sounds terrible. Want to talk about it?”
“Sure, why not.” I folded my legs underneath me and started to tell Michael about my ex-boyfriend, Tom. Tom had been my first everything and we dated all through high school, he had become a marine and cheated on me. I told Michael how I had found all the text messages from six different girls and how I confronted Tom. “He of course denied it and I believed him until one of the girls came to our house we were living in together and claimed Tom was her baby’s father. A DNA test was done and it came to be that Tom was the father. I knew right then that Tom had been cheating. I left him and flew down here to be with Audrey. I actually lived with them for the first six months after it happened.”
“Wow that sounds like it sucked. I’m sorry he was an asshole.”
I shrugged and turned to Michael. “Not, your fault some people are just assholes.”
“Isn’t that the damn truth?” Michael laughed and grinned at me.