JEEEEEEEEEEZ GUYS. I DON'T OWN HOUSE OF ANUBIS. BUT I WISH I DO.

Jerome's POV

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah, take your shirt off! Ah ah ah ah ah take your shirt off!" I chanted.

We're in the living room watching Mick take his shirt off because he was boasting his abs and we we're really getting annoyed so we challenged him to take his shirt off. And by the way, we are drunk.

"Hey stop you guys. My ears hurt." Mara scolded us for being too loud.

"No Mara, you just don't want to see Mick's abs because you won't be able to control yourself from jumping at him." I turned to face her and raise one of my eyebrows. "Cmon Mara! Don't be such a killjoy."

"Oh c'mon Jerome. Don't be so arrogant."

"And what will you do Jaffray? Kill me?" I flashed my flirty smile.

"No. Worse. I'm going to call your parents."

"Try that and I'll kiss you."

She raised her eyebrow and said, "Really Jerome?"

I was about to reply when Mick came between us. "Oh shut up guys! C'mon, I'm going to take my shirt off."

"Sure Mick. But first, we need to check if your ex moved on."

"I did Clarke."

"Hey guys, C'mon. Stop that. Jerome, c'mon." Alfie stopped me from approaching Mara.

"We'll see Jaffray." I turned my back at her and walked towards the others.

"Oh my gosh Mick. You have abs!" I heard Amber saying. Then, I saw her touching Mick's abs.

"Like it Millington? Such a bummer that you broke up with me." Mick said, staring at Amber's face.

"I broke up with you? You ended our relationship silly!" She pushed him playfully.

Oh dang. I almost forgot. Amber is not used to drinking. And apparently, she's not in the right state.

"Amber, stop." Nina giggled.

Oh, Nina too.

"Nina? Fancy a make-out session with me?" Fabian asked.

Oh dang it. Fabian too.

"Sure Fabian! I fancy a make-out session with you." She giggled, held his right hand and led him to the sofa. And you know what happened next.

And because that I'm drunk, I didn't scold them from doing that.

"So guys..." Patricia said.

"Look at Amber and Mick!" Alfie laughed.

I looked at them and gasped and couldn't believe what I'm seeing. There, I saw Amber and Mick making out. Mick without his shirt off and Amber with Mick's shirt on. It's pretty weird. Amber was touching Mick's arm while Mick was twirling Amber's hair.

I turned to Alfie who was laughing. "Uh Mate. Why are you laughing? Are you okay with this?" I asked him. I never thought alcohol can give him this kind of whatever it is called.

"Of course I am okay with it Jerome! C'mon! We're young. We're wild." Yes, Alfie lost his mind.

"Mate, I think you're really drunk. Go back to the room now." I laughed and led him to our room. Once he laid in his bed, I heard him snoring. I laughed again. I took my cellphone from my pocket and took a picture of Alfie sleeping.

"What an angel." I said sarcastically. I took another shot of the beer.

"Who is?" I heard Patricia asking. I looked at her. She was wearing a purple top and shorts. Weird. I never saw her wearing shorts so I checked her legs. My eyes were on her legs. I can't get it off. It's perfect.

"Alfie. Alfie is angel while sleeping." I answered when I was done looking at her awesome legs. Oh gosh, what's wrong with me? It's Patricia! Tricia! Why am I interested with her legs? I mean she's just a girl.

"Yeah he is." She walked towards me. She couldn't maintain her balance so she's pretty drunk.

"Are you okay?" I laughed softly.

"Yes I am of course Jerome." She traced my face. Then my nose. Then my lips. All I can do was to stare at her with my eyes wide open.

"What are you doing?" I laughed again and touched her finger.

"Seducing you." She laughed.

Oh gosh. Uncontrollable chick. Goth. Rebel. I forgot. She's kinda, well, hot.

"Really? Sorry Trix but I think I am not seduced." I winked at her.

"Oh Clarke. Don't play hard to get. You're awful." She giggled.

Jerome Clarke, behave yourself. Don't do such things. Don't take her weakness as an advantage. Walk out the door Jerome. Walk out.

"I am not Trix. You're just drunk. Sleep well." I patted her left shoulder.

"C'mon Jerome. Wouldn't it be fun if you and I make out?"

Okay. This has to stop right now.

"It would be but I respect you Trix. So no. C'mon, I'm going to lead you to your room." I held her hand and led her to her room.

She looked at me. "Thanks Jerome for not taking advantage of me. You're a good friend." She said and kissed me in the cheek.

"No biggie Trixie. Now, sleep." I smiled.

"Sure. Night babe." She winked.

"Night too babe." I winked.

I turned and before I can touch the knob of the door, she hugged me.

"I love you Jerome."

I faced her and look at her in the eyes. "You're drunk. Sleep now Trix." I patted her head and was about to kiss her in the cheeks when she faced me. Our lips met.

At first, it was soft. But seconds later, she was kissing me hard. I tried to push her but I don't have the strength. The only thing I can do was to stop kissing her.

"Jer-" She started then dozed off to sleep.

[A/N] Hahahaha. Sorry. I said that it's going to be a Jara story right? Well, I revised the story. A Jara-slash-Jertricia story with a twist. I think it's cute. ;3 How I Met Your Mother inspired me. LOLOL. (: