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"Blake get your ass down here!" I call up the stairs hoping he heard me. He seriously needs to remember I'm staying here for a week. I don't want to walk downstairs to see half naked girls passed out on the couch. "Blake Anthony Harrison!"
"Calm down !" He yells back, "My house, I'd like to sleep!"
"I would like to walk downstairs without seeing naked girls in the living room!" I call back and hear his door slam shut.
"Dammit Bianca!" I hear his stomps echo as he heads downstairs. "Just go back home, mom and dad won't even notice you're there."
"I'm not taking that risk," I say as he steps off the last step, "I can't handle them, especially when you aren't there."
"Janet is," he persuades as he walks to the kitchen. I feel my phone vibrate in my jean pocket and I pull it out. Across the screen is Babe❤️, I hold up a finger to Blake to tell him to stop talking for a minute. My finger slides across the bar across the bottom answering the call.
"Hey Bianca," my boyfriend says and I furrow my eyebrows. He never calls me Bianca.
"Hey Ollie," I reply and I think I hear a sigh on the other end. My head is making things up so I just pretend I didn't hear it.
"Can we meet at the Starbucks, by your brother's?" He asks and I raise an eyebrow.
"Uh sure," I answer, "I'll meet you in ten."
"Alright, see ya," he says and hangs up. I take my phone off my ear and look at the blank screen.
"Everything alright?" Blake asks as he spreads peanut butter across his toasted bagel.
"Oliver wants to meet for coffee," I tell him and put my phone in my pocket, "I'll be back later Blake. By the time I'm back that red head better be out of here."
I head to the front door and hear him yell after me, "she's in my house, I say when she leaves or not." I smile as I take my blue winter coat off the hook and put it on over my black tanktop. My black UGG boots slip right onto my feet and I grab my keys. My car is my baby. It's a red Tesla Model X. If anything ever happens to this car I'd cry.
I've ordered a Grande Double Chocolatey Chip Frappuccino and I am currently sitting alone at a table in the corner. My blueberry muffin that I ordered is already gone and only a few crumbs are left. I've been sitting here for twenty minutes, thirty since I left Blake's house. Every few moments I glance down at my phone hoping I didn't miss a text or call from Oliver. My drink is half way gone already and glance around the shop. My foot is tapping quickly under the table and I try to stop it by putting my hand on my knee. Unfortunately that doesn't work and my foot makes a quiet tapping noise.
"Bianca?" I look up to see Oliver. His black hair poking in every single direction and his green eyes dark. There are light bags under his eyes and he's fidgeting with his fingers. I look up at him asking if he wants to sit without actually talking. "I think it's better if I stand." With that he shoves his hands into his black Adidas sweatpants, the sleeves off his green sweatshirt scrunch up slightly.
"Is everything okay Ollie?" I ask and stand up. He takes a small step back and I reach out to set my hand on his arm. My fingers graze the sleeve of his sweatshirt and he jerks his arm back.
"I've been pacing outside for thirty minutes wondering how to word this," he tells me quickly taking his hand out of his pocket to run it through his hair. "I'm breaking up with you."
"What?" I choke out hoping I was just hearing things. He looks down and I gasp slightly. "You're serious. Wow, okay," I mutter and pick up my drink off my table. I pop the lid off and pour the rest of my drink on the top of his head.
"Guess I deserve that," he mumbles and I scoff.
"Guess? No you totally deserve that," I laugh, "I have no clue where this came from and frankly I don't know if I can handle an explanation. Please don't try to contact me again Oliver."
I throw away the cup away on my way out and I hurry to my car. Once I close the door I feel more tears stream down my cheeks. I wipe my tears off with the palm of my hand before I start my car. Oliver is standing a few cars down from mine with his hair and sweatshirt covered in my drink. My eyes quickly avert away from him and I pull out of my parking spot. There is only one person who can make me feel better right now, Janet. I speed to my home not caring that my parents are actually home.
"Bianca dear," Janet smiles as she gives me a hug. She pulls away and once she sees my tear stained cheeks she loses her smile, "Oh come in." She takes me to the couch and sits next to me.
"Oliver broke up with me," I sob and wrap my arms around her. She hugs my back and runs her hand through my blonde hair. "He just called me this morning and we met at Starbucks. I waited and once he had the balls to actually come inside he broke up with me! It was out of no where! We had no arguments or fights! We would've been dating for five years in a couple months!"
I stop talking and cry onto Janet's shoulder. She whispers small talk into my ear in a soothing voice. With my sobbing I didn't hear my parents enter the room. "Bianca are you alright?" Dad asks and I want to laugh. I'm perfectly fine while I sob into Janet's shoulder.
"I'll leave to give you three time," Janet says pulling away from out hug, "if you need anything I'll be in the kitchen."
"Oh sweetheart what's wrong?" mom asks as her and dad sit on both sides of me.
"Oliver broke up with me," I cry and lean onto my mom's shoulder. Dad rubs my back and looks at me with sad eyes. "I love him, he's gone now. What did I do wrong?"
"You did nothing bumble bee," dad whispers and takes my hand in his, "Oliver is just an ass."
"Phillip!" Mom scolds and dad chuckles.
"I'm serious Anne," dad tells her as I look up at him, "and I have just the right idea." He kisses my head and mom's before he heads upstairs
."Let's go get some ice cream," mom says standing the both of us up, "I saw cookies 'n cream in there." I grin slightly at my favorite ice cream flavor and walk with my mom to the kitchen.
It's been three hours since I made it to my parents house. My mom and I ate all the cookies n' cream ice cream that we had. We watched Disney movies, they can make anyone happy. Of course we watched my favorite, Mulan, then we watched Dumbo. My dad came back to the living room after two hours. He looked tired but relieved. I asked him what he was doing for the past two hours and he just said business stuff. Business, the awful word I try to avoid. Even though I can't really, I'm 'boss' of my mom's fashion headquarters here in New York. Her main building is in L.A., but she's hardly ever there. She spends a lot of her time in Paris with some of the best designers in the world. I don't design much, I can and do when I feel like it, I'm mostly in charge of the business trades through New York and making sure we are making a good profit."Is Bia here?" I hear a yell from the front door, obviously Blake."Shut up Blake!" I yell back and lay back down on the couch, my
"The Baileys will be here any minute Bianca! Hurry your ass up!" Blake yells from the other side of my door. I have on a red knee length dress. It covers the tops of my shoulders and fits my chest perfectly. At my waist it flows out slightly giving me the ability to actually move my legs. I curled my blonde hair into loose ringlets and put of blood red lipstick. My eyeshadow is a light brown on the inside corner and fades into black. My black eyeliner makes an almost perfect wing and my mascara makes my eyelashes larger than ever. Even though we are staying home for the dinner I still wear heels, they are black open-toed platform heels with a strap around my ankle. This is going to be my hair and makeup for tonight with Kay, along with the shoes. "I'm coming, just stop yelling," I somewhat yell as I leave my bathroom. My phone is laying on my bed so I quickly pick it up before I open my bedroom door. Blake is standing outside in the hallway waiting for me. I'm guessing my mo
"Bianca, you have to come out now," mom says while she knocked on my door. It's now Sunday and I've been in my room since last night. Thank god for my snack stash I have. "I'm sick," I say in a raspy voice then fake a cough. "Bianca Anne," mom sighs and I sit up in my bed, "you need to go to work and get the designs going." I groan and throw my pillow at the door, "I'll be ready soon." I hear her walk off and I stand up. My neck hurts from the awkward sleeping position I was in and I move it from shoulder to shoulder loosening it up. I head to the bathroom and turn the water on until it is the perfect temperature. I stand under the water for a minute, letting it cascade down my back, warming up my body. I lather shampoo in my hair and make sure the excess is out before I rinse out the shampoo. The conditioner I put it and leave it. Grabbing my strawberry scented soap, I put some on the loofa before scrubbing my body. Once I'm done putting the soap on I rinse
"So we have to actually agree on a house?" Leon asks and I roll my eyes. "Why else would we look at three houses?" I ask rhetorically. "Well I get one house, you get the other and the last is for people to think we actually live together. Throw stupid parties and crap there," he says and I just look at him as we look at the three houses. We have already been on the tour for all of them and they are amazing. They all have the same amount of rooms, too many, and are all close to the city. Apparently his offices are just a few blocks away from mine, small world. "I'm going to pretend you didn't say that," I tell him as I look at the middle picture. "This one is my favorite." He points to the third one, "I prefer this one." "The only difference is the pool has a slide," I say and look over at him. "Exactly," he says, "Who wouldn't want a slide with their pool?" "We can buy one," I tell him, "I prefer this house." "What abou
Kay looked over at me and looked shocked for a second before she winked. I smirked back before I start to sway my hips against his. He pulls me closer to him and keeps a firm grip on my waist, but not too tight. His mouth is right by my ear and he whispers, "Kyle, my name.""Bianca," I reply and push back into him. He takes a sharp breath before he starts to move along with me."Damn babe you can dance," he whispers in my ear and I smirk."I can do a lot of things," I whisper back and he turns me to face him."Is that so?" He asks with a slight grin."Maybe," I say teasingly and run my hand down his covered chest."How about we get a drink?" He asks looking into my eyes, "on me.""Sure," I reply and he takes us to a high table. "I'll wait here."He nods before he walks off to the bar. I look around and see Kay is now making out with the black haired guy. Past them in the special VIP section, there is just a few couches and wait
My mom decided to be the worst person in the world today. It's been a couple days since the club. The only time I was with Leon was yesterday because we were going furniture shopping. Well if you call looking through my dad's stock shopping. The bonus is we get it for free, I know we are rich but I don't like to spend my parent's money. I get my paycheck and buy what I need for it. Except my parent's won't even let me pay a little rent. Anyway we didn't talk at all. My mom pointed to something and if we both nodded then we got it. We only got enough for the kitchen, dining room, living room, our room, and a office for him. The other rooms we will worry about later. Back to why my mom is the worst? We have an engagement party in two hours. Guess when I found out about it? Five minutes ago! Like what?! I didn't even get to go out and buy a new dress. The parents, both mine and Leon's, said the reason we were told now instead of a few days ago is because they didn't want us to
"Attention!" Leon calls out throughout the large banquet room. We are standing in front of the large crowd, our arms around each other. "Many of you are probably wondering what this party was for exactly, probably even more curious now because I'm speaking. But tonight's party is very special, to me and Bianca here. We'd both like to announce our engagement. We are to be wed at the end of March." After he finished there was a loud applause through the room. Leon and I both smiled as we started to walk through the crowd. Well tried to walk through the crowd. We get stopped by almost everyone, them congratulating the both of us. "Man you didn't tell me you were engaged!" A guy, around Leon's age stops the both of us. Leon unwraps his arm from around me and does a little bro hug with the guy. He pulls away and puts his arm back around my waist. "Oh I'm Grayson Black." He isn't a bad looking guy either. His light brown hair is spiked up in the front with gel, a stubble tha
First night in the new home was, okay. He brought his bed from his loft and placed it in the room across from 'ours'. That's where I slept last night while he slept on his own bed. It's Christmas day. We are going to my parents house this morning and having a brunch there with my family. After that we are going to his parent's house for a Christmas dinner. I got the presents for my family yesterday and he got the presents for his. We just wrote both of our names on them, isn't that what couples do? "Are you ready?" He asks standing in the doorway of our bathroom. I look at him through the mirror and raise an eyebrow. I only have one eye done make up wise. My hair is done but my dress is hanging up on a hook. "Does it look like it?" I snap back, he should know I'm pissed at him. When I said it was an okay first night, I lied. It was awful. Leon is a fucking dick and I really don't want to marry him. Last night was Christmas Eve and he said that he goes out par