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Daisy Jones: Most of the tour Eddie looked like a ghost.
After the call both of them felt devastated.
Izabella did too many drugs. Eddie did too many girls.
Day after day they tried to convince themselves that they don't eachother.
Camilla Dunne: My heart broke for them two.
Izabella wanted to visit the band in Albuquerque because she missed all of them so much and had a party to attend to. Two parties.
To her suprise, of course, nothing goes fine with her.
When Izabella arrived to the party they were throwing at the penthouse that was rented for them, she found about Carolina.
Izabella couldn't help but feel a sheer speck of pain when Carolina grabbed a smirking Eddie's hand and pulled him towards his bedroom. It wasn't fair, but then again it was, and she had no right feeling jealous - even though there was really nothing to be jealous about.
"They're only fuck buddies," Karen would assure Izabella when she noticed the sour expression on the girls face. "Trust me, Iz, neither of them want anything to do with a relationship with each other in a million years. It's purely sexual."
Maybe now, but she knew where this type of thing goes. Sooner or later they'll develop feelings and then they're officially glued to each other's side - and she will officially have absolutely no more chances.
According to Karen, Carolina was a known freak in bed.
Izabella Jones: Great news!
"Hey, where are you going, Jones?" Graham questioned as she impulsively removed herself from the couch.
"I just remembered, I was invited to another bands party tonight," she informed him, unable to miss that displeased frown of his, "I should probably leave now."
"Iz," Graham sighed. "I shouldn't tell you this, but when Eddie finds out you're going to another bands party, unattended by, he's going to be pissed."
Izabella laughed, though her heart skipped at the idea of Eddie being particularly concerned of her drug and drinking habits. "I think he's a little too busy to care right now."
She spun on your heels and exited the door, sweet relief flooding throughout her body.
Izabella hopped into a taxi and returned to her hotel room, prepped herself a little before finally walking to the party of a band that she despised actually, but the member who has invited her was kinda cute. Yet trying to forget about the pain of a boy who would never like her back again. Who has a fuck buddy he'll eventually fall in love with.
