What Lies Beneath

cнapтer 4 - 'ι'м pregnanт.'

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HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII! Soooooooooo I took my SAT yesterday... thank the lord that is over. NOW I CAN UPDATE!!! WOOO!

HEREITH ISITH CHAPTERITH 4... enjoy :)

WAIT! Almost forgot.. DON'T FORGET TO VOTE AND COMMENT!!! Ok.. That's aaall folks.

Hehehe, did ya get that reference?

No?

Oh.

Well then.

Awwwwwkward.

P.S. - Outfit on the side is Isabelle'ssss, except with silver shoes :3

P.P.S. - The picture for Harry's outfit will be in the next chapterrrrr ;)

P.P.P.S. - Song on the side is in the chapter... and it's AMAZING :)

P.P.P.P.S. - Tony Oller is deliciously good looking.... just sayin <3

P.P.P.P.P.S. - I am now offically done with all of these P.S.'s.... yuppppp ;P

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~Isabelle~

"Holy. Fuc-"

"Language!" I interrupt from my lounging position on the sofa, a book in hand.

"FUDGE." Violet finishes. "Better?" She asks, walking away from the front door and towards the kitchen, dropping her briefcase and purse on the island.

"Yup." I say, getting back to reading my book.

"My day was horrible, thanks for asking." She says, walking over and slumping onto the love seat.

"That's great." I mumble, not really paying attention to what she's saying, too focused on my book.

"I shaved my head." She says.

"Nice." I murmur.

"I'm pregnant." She says loudly.

"Awesome." I mutter.

"HARRY!" She shouts.

"What?" I ask, looking up from my book, my heart picking up pace.

She smirks at me, a mischievous gleam in her eyes. "Yeah, I thought that would get your attention."

I clear my throat as my cheeks redden and sit up. "It was just because you yelled." I defend.

"Uh-huuuuh. Suuuuure." She says, raising an eyebrow at me.

I exhale loudly. "Whatever." I say, closing my book and putting it on an end table.

"What book has you so enraptured this time?" She asks, crossing her legs.

"Dreamland, by Sarah Dessen. Now why was your day so horrible?" I ask, getting comfortable, ready for the onslaught of complaints.

"Because it was long." She whines.

"Long?" I question. "That's it!?" I question; all of this fuss because her day was long? I stifle a laugh, my hand rubbing my mouth.

"Well... yeah." She says, looking at me with a 'duhhh' expression on her face.