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Isabella's POV

'Dylan, just because you're following me back into my apartment doesn't mean you're allowed to come to the party with us' I explain, stepping out of the elevator and getting out my keys from my denim jacket pocket.

Molly nods along, walking through my front door as I open it. 'Plus, you have no clothes to wear' She shrugs.

'Ah, well I thought Isabella might have something here considering there were a pair of Ninja Turtle underwear in your room' He smirks.

My face instantly blots with redness and my words choke, leaving me speechless. Molly looks over to me with her eyes narrowed, shaking her head in the process.

'What are you on about?' I squeak out. Dylan turns around from the kitchen counter with one eyebrow raised.

Before Dylan can speak up, Molly interrupts.

'Drop it Dylan' She laughs, putting her shopping bags on the sofa and flopping down next to them. 'Anyway, I swear you're still supposed to be at work?'

Dylan stands there for a second and contemplates before walking over to the sofas where me and Molly are and sit down beside me. 'Yeah, oh well'

My phone buzzes from my denim jacket and I pull it out to see an array of messages.

Received: Mikey

12 Kingston Street, I'll wait at the end of the road for you guys and direct you x

Received: Cal

HOLY SHITE YOURE BACK!!! SEE YOU TONIGHT, WERE PLAYING

Received: Irwin

You're with Molly right? Tell her to answer her bloody phone.

I sigh, staring at my phone and turn the screen around to Molly whose eyebrows knit together in confusion before she pulls out her phone - which by the small glimpse I got - showed many missed calls from Ashton.

'Mol' I call out, now seeing Molly wasn't next to me.

'Just getting in the shower' She replies.

'Okay, well Ash asks me to tell you to answer your phone' I explain, getting up from the sofa.

'No' she shouts back before I hear the shower door close.

Well then...

I pick up the bags on the sofa and blow the hair out of my face quickly. Turning around, I see Dylan endorsed in the TV slumped on the sofa with his feet resting on the coffee table in front of him.

'Dyl, put on the music channel or something' I ask, walking through the doorway to my bedroom. I place the bags of clothes on the end of the bed and begin to get everything out, neatly laying out mine and Molly's outfits for tonight.

'Mm kay' I hear in the background.

I walk over to the window wall and pull back the lightweight white curtains, revealing the almost setting sun cast across the city.

The blues, oranges and yellows in the sky becoming more apparent every second, all smeared in a-

'Uh Bella' Dylan laughs. 'You might want to see this'

I turn around to look out my bedroom door and see Dylan happily amused, staring at the TV. As I walk out, the voice coming from the TV seems familiar in a weird way.

She maxed her credit cards and don't got a job,

she pays for gas with the change in her car

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