Unexpected || c.r.

chapter three

Izzys pov

to: *random number*

Chandler?!

from: *random number*

ladies and gentleman we have a winner!!

I roll my eyes and put his contact in my phone and call him. he picks up after a few rings.

"hello there sunshine" he says through the phone.

"how did you get my number?" I ask and get up from my bed.

"simple. when I took your phone, I got into it, went to your contacts and there was your number at the top" he explains.

"what? how did you even unlock my phone?"

"let's see, I don't know. maybe because your password is 2222" he chuckles. I can't see him but I know he's grinning like an idiot because he's proud of himself.

"oh shut up. why did you want my number anyway?" I say annoyed.

"so I can annoy you like I'm doing right now. and I'm gonna go to bed actually. some of us need their beauty sleep"

"oh please. no amount of beauty sleep could make you good looking" I tease.

"I guess we'll just have to see about that. goodnight izzy" he says.

"night" I grumble and hang up. oh my god why does he have to be so annoying. he was nice to me when he was helping me with my hand. and now he's a jerk again.
I plug in my phone and drift off the sleep.

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the next morning I wake up. Saturday. thank the lord. I love Saturdays. I grab my phone a few texts from ashley. a snapchat from allie and ashley. and a text from Chandler. what does he want?

from: Chandler

I meant to remind u. take a look at those photos ;)

I shake my head and go into my photos. there's so many pictures of Chandler! what the heck why me?! of all people he had to take my phone and annoy me. ugh!! I throw my phone at my bed and it bounces off and onto the floor. crap.

I quickly get up and go to where it fell. sure enough, it cracked. ughhhhhg. this is all chandlers fault. I run downstairs.

"mom!" I yell and go into the kitchen.

she's making breakfast "morning love" she smiles.

"my phone screen cracked" I sigh.

"how did that happen?" she asks.

"uh it fell off my bed" I say. Chandler is what I wanted to say.

"well your father has one car because he had to go to work for an emergency call. and I have to take your brother to his soccer game so you'll have to wait" she explains and Connor comes downstairs.

"but mom I can drive. I have my license. I can go get it fixed" I say and sit on the counter.

"not if there's no cars to drive.  you'll have to wait" she says putting Connors breakfast in front of him at the table. I groan.

"what if Mrs. Gina can take you? I wonder if she's busy" my mom says grabbing the phone.

"yes yes call Mrs. Gina" I nod. I don't care that it's chandlers mom. I like her. she's nice to me. unlike her son. my mom walks into the living room and I hear her talking.

"oh darn. well that's alright. thanks anyways" I hear her say. no!

then I hear my mom talk again "oh well that would be fine. I'm sure Isabella won't mind" won't mind? won't mind what?!