Fiona Gallagher Smiling Novels & Stories

He said, and I truly appreciate him, and we agreed to meet tomorrow. As she noticed me staring at her, her enticing grey eyes narrowed slightly. I yelped as I realized I'd been caught. Her velvet-black languid eyelashes blinked once slowly as if to invite me over, but she quickly looked away. When I saw one of the notorious mafia gangs with her, she was laughing at something he said, and I felt envious. "My name is Pattinson Gryphon, and I hope I don't regret it," he explained. "Sure sir, I promise you won't regret it, if you make deal with us," I said as we shook hands and cheered our drinks.

I deadpanned with a blank look, and she laughed awkwardly. Next to greet me was Fiona, the only one that is genuine with her actions toward me. She's older than me, and I'm the youngest. Fiona is an artist who chose her passion over a stable job like mine. "Ignore the bitches. You look great, darling!" Her extrovert self beamed before hugging me tight, and I smiled before returning her hug with equal enthusiasm.

Fiona walked into the hall gracefully, wearing a radiant smile. She lifted a champagne flute from a passing server and inquisitively surveyed the grand hall. So this is how majestic the onyx gala feels like and never for once did Kate helped her to be on the invitation list. What a friend she was. Fiona noticed people repeatedly glancing in her direction. ‘I know I look pretty, but y’all are making me shy.’ She mused internally. She continued looking around the hall until she met Bryan’s blue eyes that shone through his mask. A slow satisfied smile spread across her face.

Jessica and I arrived right on time, greeted by Chloe and Emma, who seemed to be everywhere at once, orchestrating the event with a practiced grace. "Aria, Jessica, I’m so glad you could make it!" Chloe said, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Let me introduce you to Fiona, the head photographer who’s also Emma’s sister. She’s been quite busy already, but she’s dying to meet both of you!” Fiona stood beside them, her presence immediately striking. Her dark hair cascaded in soft waves, intertwining with the camera that was slung around her neck. She extended her hand with a warm smile. "Hi, I’m Fiona. I’ve heard so much about you two. Great to finally meet you.”

" Fiona's voice bubbled with uncontainable excitement. I slowly opened my eyes and met Fiona's piercing gaze—those bright, inquisitive eyes that always seemed to see right through me. "Good lord! Fiona, why are you staring at me like that?" I asked, and she burst into a fit of giggles, her laughter filling the room like sunlight.

Rachel responded with a smile and said, "It's the opening ceremony for the Aspar Games today. With this many people gathered here, I have to come. I've made about $3,000 in sales already!" Fiona's expression darkened. She said with an undertone, "I'll be off volunteering, then. Come look for me at entrance E-2 later, but you don't have to come if you don't have the time," said Fiona. Then, she gave a faint smile and left. "Oh, your classmate is mad now. You'd better go after her and try to appease her!" said Rachel with a faint snicker as she handed a customer their waffle.

she said as sweetly as she could and Liam frowned a little bit as he kept on gazing at her. "You look terrifying," he said suddenly and this made Fiona's smile disappear quickly away from her face. Clara who was watching the scene almost burst into a fit of laughter but she placed her palm against her mouth to stop herself and quickly turned away. 'okay well that was unexpected, ' Ariana thought to herself before she slowly moved away from Fiona trying to stifle the laughter about to burst away from her.

Instead, my gaze landed on someone entirely different, and my jaw nearly dropped. She was wearing low-cut denim shorts and a tight, sleeveless brown crop top that showed off her arms and belly. The moment she caught me looking, she flashed me a sharp, evil grin. I blinked in utter disbelief. I turned my head to look at Finn, who was staring at her with the exact same confused, alarmed expression on his face. What the hell was Fiona doing here?

I said. Liam switched his phone so I could see my nieces. Fiona was a redhead like Mari, while Dahlia had my brother’s dark hair, similar to mine. Fiona had always been a daredevil. With Dahlia, she had someone to drag along and use as a baby doll. Dahlia was too sweet-natured to protest, at least for now. “Hi, Aunt Niamh!” said Fiona. She held up a giant necklace she’d probably pilfered from Mari, too. “Do you like my necklace?”

But now, Galvin and Kristel hold hands, and she even saw their lips brushing before entering the door. “What are you doing here, Fiona?” This question snapped Fiona from falling into deep thoughts. “You were supposed to be in New York for your photo shoot and prepare for the Fashion Week.” She looked at Galvin with sadness in her eyes, concealing her hatred. The facade she exhibits on her face is someone whom her lover betrayed her.