Bruno's P.O.V
Oh Eva. Why now? It was my only reaction really to what had happened only a few minutes ago. Funny how anything and everything can change in a few minutes. I sighed at the thought as I played with the gold rings on my fingers. After what felt like hours in a cab, I finally arrived at the hotel. I needed some advice from Phil before I talked to Eva again.
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Phil furrowed his eyebrows as he thought for a while before finally talking. "Look, Bruno, I know Eva and you have been on and off this year, but you and I both know it's time to let her go. Truth is I just don't think she's any good for you in the long run you know? And you're not happy, you've never seemed that happy when your around her or even when your talking on the phone with her." I nodded, knowing everything he had said was true. Phil continued, putting his hand on my shoulder and smiled a little as he spoke. "There's plenty of other women out there, which we'll see as continue the rest of the tour. Eva will be fine, she's young and is almost like your dirty money spending doll *laughs*. But in all seriousness you should end it with her." I chuckled a little and smiled. Phil is right. "You know I think your right. I'm going to end it with Eva today." Phil nodded and we both got up going to the door. Before I left, we bro hugged and he chuckled as he said "Good luck man." He was right too: Luck is exactly what I needed and a whole lot of it too.
Zara's P.O.V
The rest of the day for work seemed to fly by almost and I finished my designs that were due for next week's meeting with the one and only, Donatella. Although it was amazingly exciting, I couldn't help but feel a little excited to see Bruno tomorrow knowing it was just from all the history we had, only this time it would have a different ending...
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"Alexa, I swear this girl that came in after him about lunch reservations wasn't even his type. I mean a fake spray on light carmel tan, curly dark brown hair with blonde roots, and blue eyes. But her outfit choice gives off why he's with her. I mean this tacky, short shiny materialed hot pink mini skirt that was so short it almost showed off her lady parts paired with flip flops and a flimsy very low cut black tank top." Alexa laughed on the other line of the phone before she began speaking. "Girl he and you both can do better. But hey, that physical shit gets old and it never lasts. But Zara?" "Yeah?" " If you want him back, make him chase you." I waited for a minute before responding, letting the words sink in. I bit my lip as I thought about it. "Definatly." Our phone conversation lasted for only twenty minutes after that, but I couldn't get the phrase out of my head. Make him chase you. And that I would.
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Restless
FanfictionShe was lost, broken, and misunderstood without him. When he left, he didn't just take take himself, he took a part of her with him; leaving her soul restless.