Obligations, Rules, all things that are written or established as a law had been the lines Isabelle had been living in.
A studious, intelligent, compassionate, and stern college student... meets an older, wiser, more mature, and even more stubborn...
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Xavier "Look what you did bastard." I grumbled at Damon, before walking out of the club and following her.
"Isabelle!!"
She turns her head to me, and looks away immediately. I walk over to her.
"Why are you upset?"
She glared at me, "I'm not upset."
"Is it because of the bet?" She rolled her eyes. I sighed walking closer to her. I turn her body to me and grab her chin, making her look up at me.
"Don't be upset at me, it was just a friendly bet.. We both just wanted money y'know. If you're worried that you're just a bet, you're not." I reassured her.
She sighed, looking less upset. I continued to stare into her eyes, I leaned down and pressed a light kiss on her lips holding it for a few seconds before pulling away and resting my hands on her hips.
"Let's go back inside?" She nods.
I intertwine my hand with hers and lead her with me inside the club again. "Oh, the lovebirds are back." Haze winks.
"Here's the thirty tho—"
"Keep it."
"What?" He exclaimed stunned. "I don't care about that stupid bet anymore." I grumbled.
"Oh.. is that so..?" Haze smirked, knowing exactly why. "Shut the fuck up." I cursed him.
He raised his hands in mock surrender, "Alright alright, Lover boy." I shot him a glare.
"Didn't I tell you to shut up?" He smirks at me, "Oh i'm so scared," He mocked.
I got up from my seat and grabbed him by the collar. "You're really testing my patience tonight haze. You annoying bastard."
He laughs, "I won't do it again now let go." I rolled my eyes letting his butt fall on the hard chair making him wince in pain.
