g o r g e o u s • connor bedard

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connors pov

I walk around the corner and see Layla standing there, wearing a pink dress.

"hey, you ready?" she says with enthusiasm

"more than ever" I exhale deeply

she opens the doors and we walk in together, overwhelmed by everything in front of us.

"oh I like that one" Layla points at a princess cut diamond ring, "what do you think?" she asks

"Yeah, it's nice but I don't think it screams Isabel."

we spend about an hour looking at rings when I see the one.

"oh my Lord, Izzy would love this one." I point to a pear cut diamond ring, "I think she's mentioned something about a pear ring before," I add

"then get it, you know her best."

I make the quick purchase and we decide to head back to the house before Izzy suspects anything she shouldn't.

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Isabel's pov

I'm pissed off at Connor. he left me alone all day, I had nothing to do. connor was gone, Layla was gone, suspiciously, and alex left at one point too but I do not think they were together. Trevor was being weird and only wanted to play volleyball all day, which is boring, Cole went to the airport to pick up his girlfriend and the Hughes brothers were visiting their parents who left to go travel around Michigan. which left me. only me.

I put on my sluttiest bikini, grabbed my pink speaker, my lip gloss and my Stanley and went out on the boat. I lay a towel down on the floor of the boat and lather oil all over myself. who needs a man to apply oil on me when I am more than capable.

as I lay there I feel the sun heating up my skin, hopefully bringing me to a nice dark caramel colour. I fall asleep within no time, listening to my Taylor swift playlist.

I am woken up by Connor crouching beside me, slightly shaking me. "hey babe"

"hi." I say to him, rolling over to even out my back.

"are we okay? you seem upset?" he says, laying his hand on my back.

I turn around again so I can actually face him.

"no, you left me, lied about who you were with and what you were doing." I say crossing my arms.

"what?" he has the audacity to act confused as if he wasn't out cheating on me again.

"were you cheating on me again? you don't have any friends in michigan, besides hockey you've never been here before. you're not wearing golf clothes, you were not gone long enough for a golf match and Layla was gone and you were probably fucking her and-" my rambling is cut off by Connor.

"whoa slow done, no one is fucking anyone, well besides maybe me and you," he pauses and chuckles, hoping I'll think its funny, it's not.

"are you mad at me?" he gives me puppy dog eyes,

"yes." I say turning back over "you left me alone."

"have you ever thought that maybe I was trying to plan a little something for you?" he whispers, clearly not wanting to share more.

I turn back over and raise my eyebrows at him, "oh yeah? I guess I can't be mad anymore."

"no you can't," he lays down next to me and wraps his arms around me, "so what have you been doing all day?"

"sleeping and tanning," i say slightly moving one of the triangles on my bikini to take a look at my tan, or I guess burn. I'm redder than a tomato, I look like a walking cherry.