*EDITING AND MAY CHANGE SOME PARTS*
Isabel viole is a straight A student and goes to the library often to study or do homework there.Its basically her second home.Despise Armani.
Armani Hanslé is also a straight A student but is belonged to a very r...
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I sat in Armani's jeep, tapping my fingers against my phone as I watched Armani finish her conversation with her parents. The sun was setting, casting a warm glow over the parking lot, and I couldn't help but reflect on how much had changed between us.
When she finally opened the door and slid into the driver's seat, I could see the mix of relief and determination in her eyes. "Hey," she said, "Sorry about that, they wanted to make sure I take care of you."
"Oh," I replied as she started the engine. As we pulled out the parking lot, I felt a shift in the air between us. "So..about everything that happened."
"Isabel, don't stress yourself over it, we can talk about it tomorrow. Give yourself a break." She said, her tone serious. Maybe not a lot will change but at least she will be more caring towards me?
We drove in silence, only the radio making noise. I looked put the window and reflected on what had happened so far. It's unbelievable how close Armani and I are now. From bullying, fighting and teasing to caring and gentle relationship. Maybe now we'll be like an actual married couple and forget about the deal we made.
Not long after, we drove into the garage and Armani parked her jeep. I got out but I couldn't really move, "Stay there I'll carry you." That's all it took for me to stay still, standing out of the jeep. Armani carried me with ease and locked the jeep. "Do you need anything?" Armani asked me as we walked up the stairs to my room. As we move towards my room, the rhythmic creak of the floorboards beneath our feet is almost soothing, and everything feels in its right place.
The soft glow of the bedside lamp gives the room an almost ethereal quality. Once at the bed, Armani gently lay me down, tucking the covers around me, and for a moment, we simply gaze at each other— eyes full of gratitude and unspoken understanding. Armani then gave me a kiss on the forehead, a kiss soft and fleeting, marks the end of the day's long journey, the beginning of a quiet recovery. "Armani.." Armani stopped walking and looked towards me. "Thank you." I smiled, in return she smiled aswell, a genuine smile. "Isabel have I ever tell you how much I fucking love you?" I shook my head.
"I love you so much that I can't fucking control myself when another person gets close to you." Armani began moving closer to me, sitting at the edge of my bed. Armani lingers for a moment, her eyes soft with a mixture of relief and tenderness. Her hand brushes the hair from my face, and I met her gaze, as she lean in slowly placing a soft kiss on my lips. Armani being gentle? Kinda like this side of her.
"Sleep darling tomorrow we have school." Armani said as she got up and left the room. I slept peacefully, probably the beat sleep I have ever got had.
"mmm" I made a sound, my stomach hurts and I felt like throwing up. After some time I rushed to the bathroom and threw up. Armani seemed to hear the commotion and came in my room. "Isabel?...is everything alright?" I heard Armani's enter my room. "Isabel!..What happened." Armani saw me in the bathroom vomiting. She came and hold my hair in her hand as she ties my hair in a bun. "I...I don't know, I just keep getting headaches and suddenly felt like vomiting."
