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Chapter Two

"HOLY BALLS! THAT WAS HOT AND STEAMY!" Bean said landing next to me as I groaned from being awaken from a wonderful dream of Harry.

"I want to sleep more."

"It's almost noon."

"Never mind then." I laughed getting up before walking to the kitchen.

"Any plans today?" Bean asked and I shook my head then looked to Ashton.

"I say we go shopping." She smiled making me laugh and we all agreed.

I quickly had a sandwich and walked to change. I slipped on some high waisted shorts, a black crop top, a red and black flannel, and my white Keds. I put my earrings in then went to brush my teeth, I tied my long red waves in a pretty cute messy bun which I was shocked at because it's usually shit. Once I rinsed my mouth, I walked to grab my phone and bag. I noticed that I had a text.

Unknown number: Morning babe, just want to let you know it's me.

Me: Well, can I have a name or else you'll be called my bitch...*insert heart emoji*

Unknown number: Call me Marcel, he's my spirit animal.

Me: My bitch it is. :)

My bitch: That's so rude.

Me: You did this to yourself.

My bitch: Fine, it's Harry.

Me: Yep, you're my bitch named Marcel. xx

My bitch, Marcel: Are you serious?

Me: I'm a ball of sass and I'm not sorry so get over it.

My bitch, Marcel: What are you doing, ball of sass?

Me: I'm riding to go shopping. Ashton's pick, not mine but who doesn't love shopping? What are you doing?

My bitch, Marcel: I'm just working away, about to go to a meeting actually. Whatcha gonna get?

Me: Maybe a few dresses, maybe a new top. I need to look at shoes, my converse literally fell apart last week. I've never been so devastated in my life.

My bitch, Marcel: Ahh what size are you?

Me: 5, I have small feet... *insert crying emoji*

My bitch, Marcel: What's your address?

Me: Planning to murder me? I thought we had something going, don't do this to me Marcie.

My bitch, Marcel: I was going to send you a present.

Me: Is it a dick in a box?

My bitch, Marcel: You really aren't funny.

"Savanna, we're here." Ashton smiled as we all climbed out of the car.

"Who you texting? You've been glued to that phone." Sabrina laughed.

"One of the people on our blog."

"CurlCrazed? I swear he's got a thing for you." She winked bumping my hip making me stumble towards Ashton laughing.

"I don't even know his name, he claims Marcel is his spirit animal and that his name is Harry." I rolled my eyes as I looked through the clothing in front of me.

"What if he really is?" Ashton said.

"That's a bunch of shit." I laughed grabbing a few dresses then walking to the dressing room.