Harry

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(I apologize in advance for all the typos there'll probably be in this chapter, I didn't have time to edit since I really wanted to get a new chapter out for you guys. But I definitely will update this chapter tomorrow. ****this chapter does contain the mention of suicide, this is a warning for anyone who might be triggered by that***** otherwise enjoy the book and don't forget to VOTE, COMMENT, and FOLLOW💕💜💙💖).

I impatiently check my watch again for the hundredth time this minute as I await Isaac's arrival.

He had finally took up my offer on having a guys weekend off to Vegas yesterday.

I have to admit that I'm really looking forward to our trip because if there's anyone you want to party till you drop with it's definitely Isaac, the guys a living legend and for three days it's just going to be me, him, a crap load of hot girls and the loose morals of Los Vegas.

Excitement courses through my veins as I spot Isaac's red 1965 Shelby Cobra pull up in front of my log homes.

"I ordered the limo to drive us to the jets, prepare to live like kings Isaac Walkers because-" I begin to say as Isaac steps out of his car but stop when i see him walk over to the passengers seat and pull the door open.

"What's she doing here?" I ask pointing to Diana as she steps out in a this was supposed to be a weekend away from my complicated life, complications caused by women might I add and he brings his female- snuggle buddy or whatever those two are.

"She's coming with us" declares Isaac pulling three large pink suitcases that I suspect are Diana's.

"I'll probably just hang out with Taylor so you don't have to worry about me cutting into your male bonding." She chuckles.

"You invited Taylor?" I ask in utter bewilderment. I can feel the steam coming out of my ears. "What the hell dude".

"Okay Chill, I didn't invite Taylor" he says through his teeth sending chills down my spine.

"Wait what........you told me she was going to be here, that's the only reason I agreed to come, I don't want to be the third wheel" Diana protests.

Why would Isaac lie to get Diana to come to an out-of-state trip with us, he seemed desperate to bring her with us if he was willing to lie to her, none of this made any sense.

"Trust me you won't be third wheeling, I have an entire itinerary just for the two of us" he says taking her hands into his.
I scoff in disgust.

I've never been this bitter and petty in my life but while everyone else is hooking up I'm getting blackmailed to stay in a fake relationship.

"So I'm guessing that leaves the role of third wheeling to me" I sigh gesturing for Matt, my butler, to move our bags into the limo.

"I'm sure there's room for one more person in Isaac's plans" Diana sweetly objects, I'm sure she's just trying to be nice but honestly it just comes of as a slap in the face.

"I'm going to be third wheeling on my own trip, great" I whisper to myself as I step into the limo.

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The limo ride was treacherous, I had to sit there for fifteen minutes while Diana and Isaac got all up and under each other. And as if things couldn't get any worse I get a text from my record label saying the show at New York didn't bring as much attention to my new album as they'd hoped and instead of being at 500,000 downloads by now as they expected I'm only at 100,000.
I angrily run my hands through my soft brown locks.

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