What Lies Beneath

cнapтer 19 - 'ι wanт тo ғrolιc ιn тнe graѕѕ!'

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Hello there everyone! Sooooo... I'm about a week late on the update. I SOWWY! But, it's here now! I've just been super busy with finals week and sighhhh it's all so cray cray. But that's ok! Because soon...... IT'LL BE WINTER BREAK!! Which meanssss... MORE TIME TO WRITE! YAY!

Anywhooo, here is Ch. 19. Lemme know if ya like it by pressing that nice little star button and scrolling to the bottom and typing your awmazing (Awesome and amazing combined... yes it is a word) thoughts into the little box. KK! BREAK!

This chapter is dedicated to @nahtoolazy the eternal frolicker ;)

PICTURE on the side is of Isabelle and Violet's outfits. Now, question is... who's do you like better? :D

Alrighty then! Enjoy my lovely homies! And a big thank you to everyone out there reading and an even bigger one to those that are voting and commenting. Y'all know who you are and I can promise ya a dedication is in the works :) Also, I'm over 13K reads and honestly I don't know how to express my gratitude. I just love you all. I really do. <3 <3 <3

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~Isabelle~

"Oh my goodness this is going to be so much fun!!" Violet croons, wiggling into the tightest black jeans I've ever seen.

I arch an eyebrow at her but she ignores me, pulling on an oversized pale green sweater. "You are way to excited, yet again." I tell her, walking over to my bag and pulling out my favorite pair of light denim jeans. They have slight tears in them and make my ass look fantastic.

"Am not." She defends, putting a vanilla colored scarf over her head.

"We're going to the park... and I love parks. But it's not the VMA's." I state, tugging on my jeans and searching for my sweater.

"Girl, you need to learn how to enjoy the small things in life. One Direction plus park equals an amazeballs time." She tsks, looking in Harry's mirror and pulling half of her auburn hair up.

I roll my eyes, deciding not to say anything as I tug on a mint green sweater; the words 'I like you' written in white on the front. "Too forward?" I ask, turning to face Violet with a smirk on my face.

She looks up from her now crouched position as she laces up her khaki boots and chokes out a laugh. "Oh my god, that's hilarious." She sputters, laughter still leaking into her words.

I smile, spinning back around to pull on my white vans. "And hey, we kinda match!" Violet observes, promptly standing and sliding on a gold watch.

"Sisters for life!" I tease.

She laughs. "Got that right Biotch." She assures, plopping down on Harry's bed as I walk over to his mirror.

I glance at my unmanageable hair and sigh, getting to work on pulling it up into a messy bun.

"So," Violet begins. "You never told me, what was up with Liam? Why'd he stalk off like that?"

Her words make my stomach clench anxiously. "I don't know." I mumble, my eyes searching the sink for a bobby pin. "He seemed... out if it. Maybe it was just the hangover?" I suggest.

"Hmm, well what did he say when you talked to him?" She asks curiously.

My throat tightens, wondering if I should tell her about the compromising position I woke up in. Oh to hell with it, she knows everything else about me. "Well, he didn't really answer when I asked him if he was ok. He just randomly asked if I remembered why I uh... ended up sleeping on top of him."