14. a note
I woke up the next morning and smelt coffee. I rushed to see if gracie came back but it was just veronica. She looked up and immidiatley started being fucking annoying.
"Morning baby." She said.
"I'm not your baby." I hissed and walked over to make my coffee.
"What's wrong? Gracie got your tounge?" She pouted her lip, then laughed.
"Shut the fuck up. I'm not in the mood for you right now." I told her.
"Alright. Fine. Me and my, new black laced see-through, underwear will go." She purred slowly walking towards the door.
"Sometime today!" I yelled and she huffed then walked out. I heard her car start. I better get packing if I want to go to paris. I walked into my room and saw a note, I excpected it to be from veronica but nope. It was from gracie.
Hey, Harry. I hope you have a great time in Paris. I thought it over and there is a place I'd rather be. With someone who cares about me. Thats why me and jess are flying to Maine and staying with her parents for a month. Dont try and run in the airport and make some heroic entrance because we are already on our flight by now. I dropped this of on our way over there when you were asleep. Im not giging you any more chances, though i bet veronica will. Sorry, you ruined it. Ruined us. Goodbye Harry. Have a nice life.
love...long gone, Gracie.
Great. Shes gone. Its all on me. My fault. Mine. I lost her. Loosing her didnt make me feel like i lost, but like I was never even in the race to begin with. If this is what heartbreak feels like, i'd rather hire a bunch of strippers. I sighed and began to pack.
I snuxk around and peeked into harry's window. I saw him read the note and sigh then begin packing. Yes! It worked! He's all mine, and no Gracie will get in my way this time. I knew my note would work. I snuck back around and turned my car on then parked in the driveway. I walked inside.
"Its me, veronica. I left my phone!" I yelled.
"Veronica?" Harry yelled. Yes, it was working.
"Yea?" I replied. There was a pause.
"Come here." He yelled so I pranced over to his room. He looked at me and raised his eyebrow.
"Black, see-through, lace you say."
"Mmhmmm." I said biting my lip. He walked over tok me and we stripped off our clothes. You can guess what happened next.
Jess walked over to my lying on the couch.
"Let's go somewhere, nowhere far, just somewhere." She said.
"Okay fine. The beach?" I asked and she odded running off to get dressed. I went into the guest room and put on this: http://www.intimateslondon.com/melissa-odabash-pink-madrid-bandeau-bikini.html (not meant for ad)
I walked out and and jess gasped.
"You look gorgeous!" She squeeled. I blushed and she drug me outside and we headed for the beach.