𝑊𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑁𝑢𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟➪𝑀𝑎𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝐺𝑢𝑛 𝐾𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑦

I Need Her

*Colsons POV*

I walked back in from a long ass day of work to see a note left on the counter next to the blender where I was about to stir up some shit. The note explained she got called for an emergency Vogue fashion thing. I was about to loose it and I knew. I really liked her but I knew she didn't have the same feeling.

I called Brianna half freaking out from the note. "Brianna she left" I explained "Who" She asked "Addison. For a week or so" I said " I'm assuming by the look on your face you want and need a ticket to LA" she laughed "fuck yes! I can't sit here without her I will die" I said being a little dramatic. She agreed and went to her computer to order a ticket for the next day. thank the lord damn.

I went to bed impatient as hell waiting for the next day to dash along.