Summary- AJ has been dating Daniel Bryan for the past year and couldn't be happier. If only she didn't have to deal with his roommate Phil Brooks who drove her crazy. What happens when she gets stuck with him on a deserted island?

AJ was sitting on her boyfriend's couch in his living room while watching a movie. She was snuggled against him with her head rested on his shoulder and his arms wrapped around her. She had been dating Daniel for over a year and she could honestly say that she loved him. He was sweet, caring, and always treated her well.

She had her own apartment with two roommates who were also her best friends but she spent most of her time at Daniel's place. Occasionally he would stay the night at her place.

They heard the front door open and close.
"You're here AGAIN?"

She looked up to see Daniel's roommate Phil Brooks and rolled her eyes. She couldn't stand him. He was always so arrogant and rude and to say they didn't get along was an understatement. She didn't understand how Daniel could be roommates and best friends with him. They were complete opposites. Thank goodness he spent a lot of time away from the apartment and she didn't have to deal with him.

"Good afternoon to you too asshole." She watched as he grabbed a Pepsi from the refrigerator.

"Don't you ever go home? Is it that your roommates are sick of you? I got to say, I wouldn't blame them."

Daniel rolled his eyes at their usual bickering. Those two could never be in a room together without wanting to rip each other's heads off. He'd learned to ignore them and stop trying to get them to play nice with each other.

"I can come over here anytime I want and if you don't like it then you can leave. Oh wait that's right…you can't afford your own place because you're unemployed and no one wants to hire your ass."

It had been months since he lost his job and she didn't understand why Daniel didn't just throw his ass on the street if he couldn't pay his half of the rent.

He glared at her and hovered over her. She stood up and looked him in the eyes to show him that she wasn't intimidated by him. "You're a bitch you know that?"

"Takes one to know one. Now Fuck off."

"Whatever." he muttered and stormed off to his room.

"Why can you two never get along?" Daniel asked when Phil was gone.

"Because he's a conceited annoying dick. I don't know how you're friends with him."

"He's really not that bad if you give him a chance."
She looked at him like he was crazy.

"I rather not discuss the asshole." she sat down on his lap and kissed him lightly. "I'd rather be doing something else." she pulled his lips to hers and started unbuttoning his shirt.

"We shouldn't do this with Phil here."

"Who cares what he thinks." She grabbed his hands and placed them on her breasts, encouraging him to take it further.

He pulled his hands back. "AJ I really don't feel comfortable doing this with Phil in the other room." He glanced apprehensively towards Phil's closed door.

She sighed and straightened out her clothes. He could be such a prude sometimes and it drove her crazy. "Fine." she grabbed her phone off of the table by the couch and got up to leave.

He grabbed her hand. "Wait please don't go. I'm sorry…can you please spend the night?"
She couldn't ever deny him anything. "Okay." She smiled and gave him a light kiss on the lips.

Phil sat in his room trying to sleep but the laughter coming from Daniel's room was keeping him awake. He shoved his head under his pillow trying to block out the sound but it wasn't working.

He would go and tell them to shut up but he really didn't feel like getting into it with AJ again. He tried to spend all the time he could away from the apartment because she always seemed to be there. The worst part was that once he came home and could hear them having sex from his room. That was something he could have lived without.

She just always had to be around and they had to be so lovey dovey. It made him nauseous. Finally the noise from the other room died down and he fell to sleep hoping AJ would be gone before he woke up.

Phil rubbed his eyes sleepily as he walked into the kitchen. He froze when he saw AJ grabbing a box of cereal from the cabinet. She was wearing one of Daniel's plaid shirts that went to her mid thigh and it was riding up as she stretched and stood on her tip toes to reach the box. He couldn't help but watch her with an appreciative eye before shaking his head.

"Seriously do you EVER leave?"

She jumped not expecting to hear his voice. "Shit you scared me."

He just smirked at her. "Is Daniel here?"

"No he went to work."

"Then why are you still here?"

She decided to ignore him and poured cereal into a bowl. She grabbed a banana and a knife and started chopping it into pieces and putting it into the bowl.

He grabbed the box when she was done. "Hey you finished my cereal." he complained when he saw the box empty.

"Oh well, I got to it first."

"What am I supposed to eat now?"

"Cook something."

He laughed.

"Oh yeah that's right. You can't cook to save your ass."

His smiled turned into a scowl. "I can cook. I just don't feel like it."

"Well it's not my fault you're lazy." She looked over her shoulder. She wasn't paying attention to the knife in her hand and she accidentally cut her finger.

"Shit." she cursed and dropped her knife. She grabbed her bleeding finger in pain.

Phil was by her in an instant and he took her hand into his. "Are you okay?"

She felt a jolt of electricity when his hand touched hers and she quickly pulled it away. "I'm fine."

"Are you sure? That looks pretty deep." He grabbed her hand again and looked at her cut.

"I said I'm fine!" she snapped as she felt the same jolt of electricity at his touch.

He dropped her hand "I was just trying to help." he replied angrily.

"I don't need your help. This is your fault anyway."

"How is this my fault?!"

"You distracted me."

He narrowed his eyes at her. "Well excuse me for trying to be nice to you."

"Just take your stupid cereal." she gave him the bowl. "I'm leaving."

"Finally!"

She gave him her middle finger before going to Daniel's room to get dressed.

A/N: Not sure if this is any good because I'm not that great of a writer. Let me know what you think and if I should continue