✿ Mad Love ✿
☞ 𝘈 𝘊𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘊𝘦𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤
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𝙄𝙨𝙖𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙖 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙜, a childhood friend of 𝙊𝙖𝙠𝙡𝙚𝙮 𝙉𝙚𝙞𝙡 𝘾𝙖𝙚𝙨𝙖𝙧-𝙎𝙪, is placed in a sticky situation as 𝙊𝙖𝙠𝙡𝙚𝙮's rise to fame continues. Press is on their tail...
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"Reunited."
Isabella stirred in her sleep due to the ping of her phone. She let out a muffled groan and flopped over to see what was disturbing her. The frown slowly faded into a sleepy smirk.
Oaks❤️ 📞
> Yo, r u 3?
She sat up and started typing back.
Yeah man, always what's up? <
> Mind staying with me for a few nights? Sick of being alone man
Ofc mate missed you, pick us up tho?<
> Yh man I'll be around in 5 *You have liked this text*
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The smirk turned into a warm smile at the thought of seeing her childhood friend for the first time in months. She looked at the time, knowing Oakley he'd be speeding around the corner any time now. Isabella got out of bed and quickly got ready, once she was done getting changed and brushing her hair and teeth, she was about to start doing her makeup when she heard the doorbell ring.
"Crap" she whispered to herself, as her makeup wasn't done and she hadn't even started packing. She quickly ran to the door, unlocked it at the top, and clicked the handle down.
"Oakley!" She shouted smiling. He opened his arms to her, and she locked her hands around his neck and gave him a tight embrace. He was chuckling as he rocked her left and right ever so slightly.
"I missed you, man." She pressed her lips into a line. He frowned.
"Yanno' I've been busy Izzy. I'm sorry." Oakley said. I rolled my eyes.
"Doesn't matter you here now. Pardon my face I haven't had the chance to do my makeup." Isabella huffed out as she walked back to her room. Oakley closed the front door behind him and followed her.
"Have you packed yet?" He asked.
"Erm no..." she replied. He chuckled.
"How did I know," Oakley said, with a smirk plastered across his face. Izzy shrugged, smiling. She started to apply her makeup and as she was finishing she chucked most of it into a makeup bag.
"I'm done!" She smiled walking out of the bathroom and putting the makeup bag into another bag. Oakley smiled at her.
"I missed you Iz." He sighed. She nodded her head and pressed her forehead against his, she was at a taller angle due to the fact he was sitting on her bed.
"It's been months, Oaks. No call? No nothing." She frowned pulling away from him.
"Ano, ano. Am sorry Izzy. You know I barely have free time now." He frowned. Isabella is folding clothes into the bag as he talks.
"I know, it's fine. I just, as you said. I missed you." She said trying to ignore that and focus on the next few days around him. She pulled the bag over her shoulder and turned to him.
"You ready?" He smirked, suddenly forgetting about the meaningful conversation they just shared. She smiled.
"Yes sir." Izzy giggled as he pulled his arm over her shoulder. They made it out the front door, locking it behind them. Oakley's always had nice cars, this one was new she hadn't seen it before.
"New car?" She raised an eyebrow. He nodded as he opened the passenger side door for her.
"Got it the other week. Fresh coat of paint on it in all." He smirked, getting in on the driver's side. Izzy couldn't help but smile. Oakley started the car and started reversing back, out of the drive.
The car glided across the road.
"Have you had sumn to eat yet Iz?" He asked, flicking his eyes from the road to her momentarily. She shook her head.
"Greggs?" He asked, she smiled turning her face to him.
"Do you remember my order?" Izzy giggles. Oakley nods his head.
"Stake bake and hot chocolate." he raised an eyebrow quickly diverting his attention to her face, then returning to stare at the road. Isabella smiles.
"How did you remember?" she asked.
"Greggs was your fav," he smirked. She rolled her eyes at him, it was undeniably cute that Oak's remembered her order. Isabella connected her phone to the car to fill the empty silence with somet they'd enjoy way more. On a low volume, some of Izzy's close friend's music was on shuffle play, Harrison. Also known as Aitch. Oakley had never had anything to say about Isabella and Harrison's friendship, he was the one who checked up on her when Oaks didn't. But she knew she wouldn't hold it against him.
Her face started to turn a bright red colour as she felt Oakley's hand on her bare leg, which was exposed due to the tight summer dress she was wearing. His thumb stroked lines up and down her inner thigh. She watched his hand as it stroked her bare leg, leaving butterflies in her stomach. His eye's looked over to Izzy, seeing her face is bright red and her hands clutching her phone.
"You good Iz?" he hummed, smirking. She bit down on her bottom lip, hiding a smile. He noticed this and continued to stroke her leg as he pulled into a parking lot that had various food, clothes, and furniture shops scattered around them. Oakley parked the car.
"Wait here I'll pop in, be right back." he smiled, removing his hand from her thigh and started to get out of the car. She admired Oakley as he got out of the car, locking it behind him.
