this is the cute love story of isabel hunt and ruel van dijk. izzy is on her flight to her dream holiday in paris when she sits next to a weird kid with a weird name. ruel is a blonde haired, green eyed 15 year old who isn't normal, on so many level...
the past four months of my life had been rough. me and ruel had ended it. well, we said we'd take a break. that was three months ago and we hadn't talked since. me and coco talked occasionally, and i tried to subtly get a grasp of how ruel was, how he was doing.
but an instagram post this morning solved that for me
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oneruel thank u @mary.argy for takin this pic. i love you baby girl
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crackerz420 it's about time you guys got together fr
ruelisbae oh shit izzy that gotta hurt
ruelllllllll @izzyhunt im so sorry isabel
mary.argy all you babe
cocovandijk ruel stop fucking around and do your homework
chelseadonoghue i reall hope thats all you were doing on that bed.
he'd moved on. and he was happy. and i hadn't. and i was not.
i felt hurt. he'd promised me when i left the airport that he'd do all he could. but the second it got hard for him to come to central coast he bailed. said he just needed some time to himself.
my phone suddenly buzzed. it was a call. from coco.
isabel - hey coco
coco - hey iz
isabel - how are you doing
coco- i'm fine. how are you holding up?
isabel- well
that was a lie
coco - okay isabel cut the shit. ruel is a douche bag. i honestly don't know what happened to him. i remember how in love you two were during the tour but when we got back here to his friends he just changed. that mary girl is a total fake. i hate her. so does mum and dad and sylvie and i don't think ruel is in love with her.
isabel - woah, woah vent coco vent.
coco- look isabel, i'm sorry. on behalf of my brother i'm sorry. i'm truly sorry.
isabel - thanks coco. but it's not your fault
we ended the call.
i really wasn't doing well. we were so in love in paris. and berlin. and amsterdam. and london. i don't know what happened either.
i walked downstairs to my parents.
mum- how are you sweetie?
isabel - i'm okay
i sat down on the couch next to her.
dad looked at me hopefully, then glanced at mum.
dad- so, isabel, we have some news
mum - we're moving to manly!
my heart dropped. my eyeballs flew out of their sockets. i felt the tears welling up in my eyes already.
hihi guys soz i havent updated in like two weeks i know im a horrible person blah blah blah now im on a roll so i gotta write this quick so i can write the next chapter.
