I Introduce The Selfish Machine

"Babe, no. Babe, stop. Babe! Stop!" I complained as Tony and I tried to rearrange my studio. Tony dropped the couch and ran his hands through his hair.
"This is a mess." He groaned, then laid on the couch. He pinched the bridge of his nose.
"What's a matter?" I asked, staring at Tony. He didn't have a shirt on, only skinny jeans and socks. I was doing the laundry downstairs and his clothes were in there, so he had to wear the only thing he had clean.
"My head is pounding." He said. His eyes were shut and he kept his fingers on his nose.
"I'm sorry." I said softly.
Tony pulled himself up. "It's not your fault. Did you move the clothes to the dryer?"
I nodded my head. "I have a timer on my phone, I'll go get it in a little bit."
"What are we going to do about the couch?" He asked. We had placed the couch right in front of the foot of the bed, so it was facing the kitchen. I shook my head, frustrated. I just wanted more space.
I sighed. "I have no idea. Just leave it?"
"We can't do that." Tony said.
I couldn't help but stare at him. He hair was pushed back in a hat, and his glasses made him look so handsome and smart. I can't believe I actually love someone, at least it's this man.
"Piper." Tony said, pulling me out of my thoughts. "What should we do?"
I sat down next to Tony and threw my head back. I felt my hair hit the bed. "Maybe I should just move. I need more space, maybe I can find an apartment."
I closed my eyes and tried to think of where I could live. I know there's an apartment for sale in my building, I'm just not I want to stay here. Maybe I could find a place closer to the beach, or maybe around dad, even Leanna. I don't know, I just need more space. I'm a tiny girl, but I need my space, things won't be so messy if I had more space. Maybe just-
"How about you move in with me?" Tony's voice echoed.
My eyes shot open, but my head stayed in place. "What?"
Tony's fingers laced with mine. "I mean, I'm over here all the time anyway, all my clothes are here. It would be easier if we lived together. My apartment is three bedrooms, so you would have enough room. It's big, and you'd actually have a bathtub."
I moved my head so I could look at Tony. "A bathtub?" I had mentioned to Tony once how much I wished I had a bathtub. I always was at Lush, and all I wanted was to take a warm bath with one of their bathbombs. "You remember me talking about wanting a bathroom?"
Tony smiled at me. I love that smile. "Well, of course. Just like I remember you talking about In N Out and the beach, even about Germany. You only mentioned going to Germany once, but I'll never forget it. I know had badly you want to go back."
I felt my heart flutter. I had never understood why girls wanted a sweet guy over a manly guy, now I understand. "Geez Tony, you're just so great."
Tony kissed my forehead. "Only for you. So, what do you say? Should we move in together?"
I smirked. "Only if you'll take a bath with me."
Tony laughed. "Well, if you insist."
The timer went off on my phone. "I'm going to get the clothes, and maybe some boxes. Can we move in today? I'll talk to my landlord."
"I'm calling the guys as we speak."

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