one minute || h.s

twenty-three

SO. I would like to dedicate this chapter to THE LOVE OF MY LIFE @maanonsen 

Babe, since we began talking I literally smile all the time, every day. You are the most beautiful, the most kind and absolutely the strongest woman I know. I'm so glad that we've become such close friends, you really have no idea. Thank you for being there for me (always) and thank you for being you.

Happy birthday, doll ;) I hope you have an incredible day – and night ;) xo

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Hallie.

“I cannot believe you are actually doing this…” I waved Marianne away as the illegal breeder gathered all the necessities together. “What will Harry say about this?”

“I don’t really care what Harry thinks about it…I want one, so I’m getting one. Don’t be such a party pooper.” She continued to roll her eyes and protest but I ignored all of it. 

“They’re illegal here, Hallie.”

“And?”

“And…they’re illegal? Does that word mean nothing to you?”

“I’ve got the name of a good vet for ya, miss. He deals with all exotic animals.” My eyes lit up as I motioned to the man with the super long ponytail and scrawny beard. 

“See! I’ve got all of this under control, you fücking worry wart.” Giggling at my best friend, I took the pet carrier from the man.

“Is he legal?”

“Licensed veterinarian, yes.”

“Can you smile please, my darling best friend?” I knew she thought the little guy was cute. I knew it. I also knew it would only be a matter of time before she warmed up fully.

“You are absolutely crazy.” A small laugh broke through her words, causing me to smirk.

“Alright, ladies, you’re all set.” He shut the trunk of my car and brushed off his hands. 

“Thanks so much, Herbert!” I payed him three hundred in cash and he gave me the little ferret license and then we were driving down the street with the baby boy in the middle seat. 

“Am I going to go to jail for this?”

“Lighten up, Mar-Bear.”

“Am I?”

“As far as I’m concerned, you were never here.”

“Thank you.” She huffed and leaned back against Joni’s leather interior. “So…what are you going to name it?”

“Him.” I corrected her and pressed play on the radio. The Beatle’s Love album was in the CD player and Hey Jude came on. “Duuude…” My smile must have been creepy as hell, but his name was so apparent I couldn’t stand it.

“Oh my god…”

“Hey, baby Jude.” I smiled down at the two fearless brown eyes that were gazing up at me.

“This can’t be happening.” The humor in her voice was obvious, and I did feel a little bad that she had to constantly put up with my antics, but my excitement about my new pet trumped all guilt.

“It’s so happening right now.”

“What am I going to do with you?”

“Accept me for who I am.”