THE HAPPIEST GIRL | JENLISA

Chapter 55

Lisa

When the after party is over, I practically run back to my hotel room, flopping down on the bed and pulling out my phone. Despite it being so late, I still find myself Face-timing a familiar number. After four rings, she finally picks up.

"Hey, Ms. Artist of the Year!" Jennie whisper yells, face beaming. "I knew you could do it!"

"Thank you." I can't help the boyish grin on my face, and I find myself excitedly whispering back. "Why are we whispering?"

She bites at her bottom lip to stop her smile from growing. "Lisa, meet Hallie." She pans her phone down to the adorable baby resting peacefully in her arms.

"Hi, Hallie." I softly coo, feeling my heart melt. "She's beautiful."

Jennie pans the phone back up so I can see her face. "I know. She already has everyone wrapped around her little finger."

"Did you make it in time?"

"Yeah, right on time. Like, five minutes before she came into this world." She smiles letting out a little laugh.

"Thank you."

"You don't need to thank me."

"I do." She purses her lips. "I'm sorry for missing your big night. I wish I could've been there with you too."

I shake my head. "Don't you dare be sorry. Like I said, there will be plenty more award shows."

"You're going to invite me to another one?" she teases.

"Wouldn't invite anyone else."

She smiles and I notice just how tired she looks. She's been going non-stop with me all day to get ready, and then she had to rush back to Tennessee at the last minute. I can only imagine how exhausted she is given the late hour.

Her hair is now thrown up in a messy bun, with her eyeliner a bit smudged under her tired eyes, and if I'm not mistaken, she's wearing one of my hoodies. Even now, she is still the definition of beauty.

With tired eyes, she looks down at the baby in her arms with complete adoration and the sight alone makes me realise just how much I love this girl.

Like a reflex, the words tumble out of my mouth with ease, like I've been saying them for years. "I love you, Jen."

Her tired eyes flick up to meet mine, except they're not so tired anymore.

After a few minutes they soften, and she gives me a heart-warming smile. "I love you, too." she whispers, and something in her tone tells me that she meant it. That she knows I meant it, and she feels the same way too.