Danielle

Chapter 5 - Ellie

Dario POV

I just finished signing the last paper. I have been working on this pile of paper since morning, courtesy to Dad. My dad is CEO of the company. He was on Maldives with Mom. Honeymoon, they said.

I sighed. I stood up to lock my office door. If someone manage to knock at it again, I swear I would slap whoever that is in the face.

I took my phone, there was a notification on my Instagram from le bestie, Hayley. She was spamming a lot of tongues and eyes emojis to my DMs. I rolled my eyes, I'd just close her message, she was sending me messages with no point in it.

Just before I was about to locked my phone, the devil approached. My phone ring its tone, buzzing like its forcing me to pick up the devil's call as soon as I can.

I let my phone buzzed, hoping it would stop because I was too tired to speak with the person who called me.

My phone finally dimmed itself.

I let out a sigh, I leaned back, relaxed my back, especially my shoulder. I closed my eyes, hoping I could finally rest for a bit.

But my phone decided otherwise. It started buzzing again, and again, and again. Even after I ignored it for the thousandth time. It just won't stop.

I decided to answer the call. Putting some distance between the phone and my precious ear, as usual.

"Final fucking ly, finally, you answer the damn call! I thought you're dead or something. Have you done with your work? Let's get dinner together!" she speak as if I'm deaf, as usual.

Did she ever stop talking? Yes. Exactly. Never. Especially towards me.

"I am finally about to get some rest, lay my back on the damn chair, Hayley. What is it that you want?" She would just speak that much when she has plan, or some favor, or else.

I can hear her tee-hee-ing across the phone, "I was planning to throw a party." She clear her throat. So what's the matter? She can throw every party she desire, everywhere, whenever she wants. "at your place."

By the Angel.

"My place? And how exactly that goes last time you throw a party at my place? You see, vomits everywhere, white liquid thingy everywhere which stinks so much," White liquid. What a metaphor. "And don't forget your shameless friend who doesn't remember she was not wearing any underwear all the way back to her place, that day she did comeback to get her clothes back." I can't imagine what would happen this time to my apartment.

"No, no, no. This time something like that won't happen again I promise. I would hire people to clean up, is that okay?" Well that sounds okay when she's sober.

"You know I don't believe that."

"Oh com' on! I already invite my friends! I also invited that pretty new baby. Your favorite one."

If she was talking to my face right now instead of across this phone, I swear I would slap her brain. What was she thinking? Just because she already invited that girl then I'll agree to let my whole apartment fell apart?

"So what. You sounded stupid Hayley. I don't like that girl." I can hear my heart whispering 'liar, liar, such a liar'

"Come onnnnnnnnn, pleaseeee?" She sounds pampered. I rolled my eyes. "Please, please, pleasee? I can't cancel the invitation, I already invite my friends. Please? come on, I know you love me." she is clearly teasing me.

"Okay. Okay. Whatever. Just don't blew the place up." She win. As always.

"THANKS! I owe you one." she sounded super excited. I sighed.