"What a relief!" Jaden said after he drank an entire glass of cola. He moved towards the living room and heard a few noises from the bathroom.

"GET OFF!"
"NO!"

'What's going on there?' Jaden thought. He kept the glass on the table and slowly moved towards the bathroom. He saw Louise and Brandon pulling Kate from different directions while Kate held on to the bathroom's sliding door.

Kate was representing every falling teenage relationship.

"What's going on?" Jaden asked.
Louise looked at Jaden, "Pull this brat away from the bathroom. He's saying that he'll sleep here"

"JADEN! HELP ME!" Kate shouted.

"Who should I help?" Jaden scratched his head. Louise and Brandon gave him a death stare, "YOU'RE NOT GIVEN A CHOICE!"
"Y-YES!" Jaden moved towards Louise.

"TRAITOR!" Kate said. Jaden grabbed Kate's waist and began pulling him away from the door. It was working, Kate was slipping away from the door, "NO!"

"Where are you touching?" Jaden heard an angry voice and turned towards Brandon, who definitely looked displeased.

"Excuse me, sir, but can I please gauche your eyeballs out?" Brandon smiled in half anger. Jaden shuddered and moved back. His leg slipped and he was about to fall when he grabbed Kate's towel and fell with the towel on the floor.

"OUCH! My ass," Jaden rubbed his back.
"WHAT ABOUT MY ASS?! IT'S COMPLETELY EXPOSED!" Kate shouted. 
"So if the back is exposed...What about the front?" Brandon smirked and left Kate's hands.

Kate landed on the floor and rushed outside the bathroom, covering his 'man's pride'.

"THIS IS THE WORST DAY OF MY LIFE!" He shouted as he ran through the hallways and turned towards the stairs. He bumped into Harry and they both hit their heads.

"Ow!" Harry was half naked, with only a blue towel around his waist. He was about to take a bath. Kate, on the other hand, was butt naked, with red cranberry juice all over his body.

"Can't believe I saw a naked boy before seeing a naked girl. How should I delete this from my memory?" Harry said.

"GIVE ME YOUR TOWEL!" Kate's logic was beyond Harry's mind. But we know Kate had his reasons.

"How will a towel help with memory?" Harry resisted.
"I NEED A TOWEL!" Kate said.
"We don't have an extra one. I gave those to Brandon and you," Harry said.

"Then give me yours!" Kate said.
"And then what will I wrap? I'm butt naked beneath it!" Harry pulled his towel back.
"Go get some of your clothes, this is your house!" Kate said."DAMN, WHY IS YOUR HOUSE MADE OF GLASS? I HOPE NO ONE'S STANDING OUTSIDE!"

"DUDE, LEAVE ME!" Harry said.
"WE'LL SHARE THIS!"
"HOW THE HELL CAN YOU SHARE A TOWEL? ARE YOU LISTENING?" Harry shouted. By this time, the towel had already been opened and was wrapped around both Kate and Harry as if they were joined by hip, literally.

"THE FUCK IS THIS? WE LOOK SUPER WEIRD!" Harry shouted but suddenly his eyes froze on the living room's glass wall where a girl stood with a huge box in her hands and just started at them with surprise in her eyes.

Kate and Harry stood naked behind a blue colored towel, with cranberry juice on Kate.
"There, you didn't see a naked girl but a girl saw you naked," Kate said, "I feel bad for her,"
"I'M THE VICTIM!"

The girl slowly moved towards their door and pressed the doorbell.

Louise ignored Kate and Harry. That man was used to seeing weirder things ever since his sister invited him to her room last summer.He shook his head and opened the door. "Yes?" He was tall enough to cover the background after standing on the door.

"You ordered beer and pizza, sir," The girl was actually a delivery girl.
"Oh yes, I did," Louise took out his card and swiped it to make the payment.

"It's pretty hot in California nowadays, isn't it?" The girl said, "In more than one way,"

Louise looked up at her, "It's about halloween. You still think it's hot?"

"Oh well, have a nice night sir," She smirked, "If you want anything else, I can get that too for you,"
"Erm, no thanks, I have everything I need," Louise took the box from her and slammed the door on her face.

He turned back and shrugged his shoulders, "People in the service sector are getting weirder day by day." He said.
"Who knows why" Kate looked at Harry.

"Put some goddamn clothes on," Louise climbed up the stairs and moved towards his room, "My friends will be here soon and in no way I wanna portray that I'm gay," He closed the door.

"...Kate, put something on, bro," Harry said.
"Yeah, give me my jeans," Kate said.
"It's kept on the washing machine,"
"'Kay,"

Brandon took Jaden into Harry's room and pushed him on the bed. He sat above him with a knife in his hand. He pressed the knife on Jaden's neck and looked into his eyes, "Now look here, Canadian bro, you are going to bed early today."

"Y-YES!"
"If I see you out of this room before tomorrow morning, I-will-terminate-you."
"But what if I wanna pee—"
"PEE IN YOUR PANTS!"
"YES SIR!"

Brandon locked the door from outside and went downstairs. He kept the knife back into the kitchen and hopped towards Kate.

"Katty!" Kate was dressed in his jeans by then. He was looking around for his sweatshirt. "Kate, why are you not wearing proper clothes yet?" Brandon asked, "Although I prefer you this way, but it would be bad if you caught a cold."

"Brandon, where is Jaden?" Harry asked.
"He's gone to bed already," Brandon said.
"And will he wake up?"
"I don't know?"

"Harry, is my sweatshirt and underwear inside the washing machine?" Kate asked.
"I did do some laundry so I guess?"

"Wait—Kate! You're not wearing anything under your jeans?" Brandon asked.
"It feels weird," Kate pressed his hands on his hips.

"Brandon, go get something to cover Kate," Harry said.
"I do have a toilet paper," Brandon had a roll of toilet paper in his hands.

"This will do. I'll get some clothes but before that let's try something," Harry took the toilet paper from Brandon.
"Kate, raise your arms,"

Kate did as told. Harry ran around him, covering his body with toilet paper, and not too soon, Kate was dressed up in a wedding gown made up of toilet papers.

"Wow! This is such a useless talent, Harry," Brandon was severely impressed.
"WAS THAT A COMPLIMENT OR AN INSULT?!" Harry shouted.

"Oh honey please—It's both." Brandon said.
"First part was a compliment and second part was an insult," They heard and looked beside them. Jerome stood at the door. Malcom stood beside Jerome with his hands inside his hoodie.

'Doesn't he ever feel hot?' Kate thought. Bitch, he is hot.
"Evening, where's Loui?" Jerome asked. He had a few juice cans in a polythene bag with him.
"He's in his room," Harry told them.
"HEY LOUI!" Jerome ran upstairs and went inside Louise's room.

"Hi Malcolm," Kate waved at Malcolm.
"Hey," Malcolm said. It was late at night and Malcolm still had his makeup on. Kate doubted if that guy even had any skin or did he sleep with makeup on.

"Hello Harry," Malcolm greeted him back.
"Hello!"
"MJ didn't come?" Brandon asked.
"He had to go on a family dinner. Let's just leave him alone, it's a bit hard on him." Malcolm replied.
"What do you mean? Who is MJ?" Kate asked.

"Just another bandmate."
"Malcolm and MJ are arch enemies! It's the battle between a bassist and a guitarist!" Brandon said.
"You don't like guitars?" Kate asked.
"I hate guitars," Malcolm said, "Guitarists get on my nerves,"

He sounded so monotonous as if he was reading done script. They all went upstairs, into Louise's room.

"I didn't invite you both, go sleep in your rooms," Louise was smoking another cigarette.
"Bruh! Just let them be! You guys want pizza?" Jerome asked as he ate a slice of the extra cheese pizza.
"YES!" All three of them jumped towards one box of pizza.

Malcolm straddled his feet on a chair and pressed his face on its spine. He opened a cold beer can. Kate, Harry and Brandon drank the orange juice Jerome brought. They were all chatting and laughing.

Malcolm seemed busy into his phone. Kate got up and walked towards him while all others were chatting and busy drinking. Kate, Brandon and Harry weren't allowed to touch the beer.

Kate looked into Malcolm's phone. He was chatting with someone called Chelsea. Malcolm shifted his gaze at Kate, then looked back into his phone. She was typing and finally texted, "I honestly want you dead."
Kate was surprised.

"Who is she?" Kate asked.
"My ex,"
"Why are you texting your ex?"
"She texted me,"
"Why did you reply?"
"Because she sent me four hundred messages within an hour,"

"The hell?"
Then, she texted something again, "Where are you?"
Malcolm replied, "I'm at a friend's place,"
"My car broke down." She texted an address, "Please come pick me up,"
"Call your friends,"
"But I want you... To come,"

"Don't you hate me?" Malcolm texted.
"I...want us back,"
"Didn't she just say she wanted you dead?" Kate said.
"She's a maniac," Malcolm took a sip of his beer and looked at Kate's dress which was made of toilet paper.

"I can donate you some clothes if you want," Malcolm said.
"No—"
Malcolm removed his hoodie and gave it to Kate. He was wearing a sweatshirt beneath that hoodie. Really, didn't he feel hot?

"Thank you. I'll return it to you—"
"You don't have to. I don't really want it back," Malcolm's phone started buzzing.

"I'm killing myself with a note in my hand if you don't come right now!"
Malcolm got up, "Guys, I'll go now,"
"Aw come on! Stay a little longer!"
"It's already one in the morning. And I've got some work," Malcolm threw the empty beer can in the dustbin.

"Do you think you should drive?" Jerome asked.
"I'm sober, don't worry," Malcolm left. Kate looked at him get into his car while standing at the window.

'Growing up seems tiresome. I didn't know there were exes like that'

-To be continued

Kate Roberts
All I Want is you baby