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Harry's POV
How the hell did she do that I think feeling impressed looking down at the money she sneakily stuck in my front pocket.
I shove it back in and look back towards the street. Anissa is already gone off to where ever the hell she went.
I sit back down feeling alittle lonely even though she wasn't exactly the best person to conversate with but it was still nice knowing i wasn't completely alone like I usually am.
I lay back against the sand when I bump my hand into something cold - Anissa's phone.
Great.
Does this girl always leave her shit everywhere?
I get up deciding its probably better that I head back to my room anyway.
After collecting all our trash and tossing it into the garbage bin I make my way towards the street.
Since I didn't see which direction Anissa went in I decide that if she really wants her phone back she can come back to find me at the resort.
Once I finally make it to the resort I sleepily step into the elevator.
I'm fucking exhausted - what time is it?
I hit the button with the 15 on it pushing it with my thumb while I start rubbing my eyes.
I pull out my phone and see it is now 1:37 am. Fuck no wonder I'm tired.
"Well it's good to know your phone works," I hear an annoyingly familiar voice say from the back of this huge elavator.
Monique and of course who else her father, Mr. Wallshire.
I was so sleepy I hadn't even noticed getting into an elavator with the very people I've been avoiding since I got here.
"Monique, Mr. Wallshire, what are you two doing out so late?" I ask not really giving a shit.
"Daddy and I were catching a late dinner and a show at the jazz club.We called you, but I guess you ignored us," Monique replies in a baby voice while pouting her big injected lips at me.
Gross.
"Yes, Harry why didn't you join us? Your father said you weren't feeling well but you seem to be fine enough to have been out drinking," Mr. Wallshire says while giving me a dissapointed look clearly smelling the corona on my breath.
Nosey ass.
"I wasn't feeling well earlier yea, so I took some medicine and by the time I felt better it was already midnight. Sorry about that I didn't think you'd go out to eat so late," I explain pushing my hair back wondering why the hell this elavator ride was taking so long.
Ding. Finally floor 15.
"Well this is my floor, I'll be sure to give you a call tomorrow Mr. Wallshire, goodnight," I give him a firm handshake and then turn to Monique next giving her a one armed hug even though I really don't want to.
As I pull away from the hug Monique grabs my shoulder giving me a kiss on the side of my mouth.
What the hell?
"I'll be expecting a call as well H," she whispers into my ear running a finger under the collar of my shirt touching my collar bone with her long Barbie pink nail and using her other hand to pull the back of my hair.
I grab her hands and pull them away from me dropping them down at her sides quickly.
Seriously who acts like a whore openly in front of their own dad?
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