Violet Rose,
the definition of perfect as she grew up in a family with fame obsessed parents. Never has it been easy for her, publishing her own first book at seventeen, her parents wanting her to get married at twenty three.
But what if there's a m...
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Violet Rose:
We keep talking and I eat even more than half of the ice cream.
Logan still seemed more than satisfied, besides he couldn’t stop laughing when I kept feeding it to him because I didn’t want anymore.
“You sure are a lot like your cousin.” he wipes his lips to get all the ice cream off that didn’t go into his mouth since I accidentally missed a few times.
Right, aCcIdEnTaLlY..
“How did you all even meet?” I hug my legs close.
“I don’t really know actually, we all just found each other I guess.” he answers after thinking for a while.
“What do you mean?” I chuckle making him smile.
“Well, I don’t know,” he laughs. “Tyler and I have always known each other, we went to school together and well just were born into the whole M- company shit.” he sounded like he wanted to say something else but I just brush it off.
“I met Harry over a friend of my mother and we all just got along immediately. We were business partners with Cole and that’s how we met him. Ace and Felix went to a party of ours and everyone got super drunk and somehow the six of us ended up together in some corner in the streets. It’s pretty funny if you think about it.” he keeps on talking and I hum.
That sound so amazing. They’re like a family, such a perfect family.
“What about Emilio?”
He sighs, his expressions hardening. “We… we found him in some abandoned old house sleeping on the floor. His clothes were dirty and ruined, he had bruises all over his body and he was dirty and cold. At first we thought he was dead but lucky for us he wasn’t. He didn’t have any money so he lived there for about a year, sleeping on the floor with no food and no blankets to keep him warm.” by now my mouth is covered with my hands and my eyes are widened.
“That sounds horrible.” I gasp. “It was, but we took him in and now look at him.” he smiles looking at the stars shining from above.
“You look like a proud older brother.” I lean forward to look more at his face. “I am.” he smiles. I can’t imagine what it was like for Emilio but I’m glad they took him in and practically raised him.
A smile spreads out on my face at the thought of the seven together, they sure are chaotic but so much fun.
He licks his lips his eyes meeting mine, when they fall to my lips again taking all the air out of my lungs.
His eyes switch between my lips and my eyes when slowly his hand reaches forward and cups my cheek.
I inhale a sharp breath and he stops his movements. “You got some ice cream on your lips.” he breathes his thumb slowly pulling on my lip and only now I realize that I once again bit my lip.
