Emma's POV
Logan, George, and I arrived to New York. Logan wanted to go to MoMA, so we went for a few hours.
His flight leaves in three hours, so we headed to my place to grab his luggage and we accompanied him to the airport.
*
Days have passed and George and I have been together doing absolutely nothing productive.
George moved in with me in New York and well, things have been pretty amazing. We have been staying home for days. We're being antisocial. His phone died last night and he's been 21 hours phone-less.
He ordered pizza and we've been watching t.v. series on Netflix. George had the Apple TV control and was looking for an interesting series. He passed by Breaking Bad and he smiled. "You know, Aaron Paul was in a Burberry show. He was sitting right in front of me."
I looked at him and smiled. He always has something to say which I think it's quite interesting.
I suddenly heard a knock on the door. "I'll get it." George stood up and pecked a soft kiss on my lips.
I turned my head and saw George walk towards the door. "Hey." He said softly.
The phone rang. I headed to the kitchen and picked it up. "Hello?"
"Mrs Watson... There's a delivery boy here in the lobby. Is there by any chance that you ordered pizza?"
"Yes, yes. I'll be right over. Thanks." I hung up the phone. George closed the door and had a dog in a leash.
"Whose is that?"
"Your neighbours. He asked me if we could take care of her until she came back."
"When is he back?"
"Few minutes... He's just going down to the lobby to meet a friend and his friend is allergic to dogs."
"I'll go get the pizza, then." I grabbed a hoodie and my wallet.
I headed down to the lobby. I payed the pizza guy and he just couldn't keep his eyes away from me. I payed him with twenty dollars and he handed me 3 dollars of change. "It's alright. You can keep it."
"No, thanks. Seeing your beautiful face is my tip." I smiled at him and he left.
I headed to the elevator as I thought to my self how could he possibly think I look beautiful in sweat trousers and a hoodie.
I opened the door and got inside. I placed the pizza on the table and walked towards George.
"Do you think I'm beautiful?"
He let go of the dog and cupped my face.
"Even in your worst hair day," he chuckled and brushed a strand of hair to the back of my ear. "I think you are the most beautiful girl I'll ever know. I know I may not say it all the time, but I promise you this, from here on out I'll tell you how beautiful you are, every morning when you wake up the first thing you'll hear from me is that."
George cupped my tiny hamster face and kissed me.
Ana's POV
I arrived to LAX and my brother Aaron was waiting for me in his bright yellow Ferrari. "Hey sis!" he opened the door and shoved the luggage in the back of the car. When I got in the car he closed the door behind me.
"You wanna go grab something to eat?"
"Nah, I'm good."
"Something to drink?"
I laughed. "Dude, who drinks at noon."
"Hey, chill out. It was just a suggestion."
"I can assure you, you don't even know why I am here." I laughed.
"Of course I do! You came here to get your weekly wedgie from yours truly." He placed his hand on his chest.
"You're an ass."
"No really, why'd you come?"
"I'm here for a job interview."
"That's great. You know. Dad didn't want me to tell you this, but you should notify the family's lawyer when you move out."
"Why?"
"Remember grandpa's testament and will?"
I shook my head no. "Of course you don't... Well, there was a clause in there that said that we would inherit our share when we move out and start a new life. Obviously, I already got mine." He said as he looked at his car and his watch.
"Why didn't he wanted me to know?"
"Because he was scared that as soon as you knew you'd move out because you wouldn't need him, financially."
"Well, he got that right."
"You need to stop holding a grudge on dad. Whatever he did, that's in the past."
I ignored Aaron and placed the address on the gps. "Please just take me to my meeting."
Finn's POV
Sorry to cancel on the last minute. But I have some unfinished business to attend. Sorry Sofia.
That's was what my text message for Sofia said.
Sofia and I have been going out for a while. Nothing serious, just clubbing
I pressed send and packed my bag. I headed to the airport and booked the next flight to San Diego.
