Isabella P.O.V
"YAY!" I yell jumping out of bed. "Hush. I need my sister sleep." James groans in annoyance.
Today is finally the day.
My birthday
There not as fun as they use to be when I was younger, but, I can tell this one, was gonna be the one, the big 1-9.
"I just turned 19. Don't be an ass." I laugh. I was hanging out with James last night, and I guess I fell asleep. I look next to me to see Elle knocked out as well. James finally get up, "C'mon, let's get dressed. We both look a mess." He says getting up. "I actually thought I looked good." I put my hair into a messy bun. "Yeah? Well it's your 19th birthday, you have to have a glam makeover." He smirks. "Not yet." I tell him getting up. "Okay then, tell me more about this Grayson guy. He seems hot." James said. He takes out all of his makeup, and sit in front of a mirror.
"You were telling me you guys use to date, but I went to the bathroom, and when I came back you were sleep." He says. "So yesterday, he came in my room. All close to my face. Saying I like him, and you know he has a girlfriend right? That use to be my best friend!" I yell. "Tea!" He screams. I laugh as he says, "I'm pretty sure he's only doing it because he likes you?"
"Duh! I may be dumb, but not that dumb." I roll my eyes. "He had sex right next door. And I'm pretty sure he knew I was home." I add. "Sister! He was definitely trying to make you jealous!" He yells. "Why? He has a beautiful girlfriend. He's literally living his best life. Why would he wanna deal with my mess?" I ask.
"But it all makes sense. He was all sexy, in your face in stuff. And with the sex. He knew you were home. You need to get his ass back." James grin. "And how do you expect me to do that?" I question. "Invite him to your party tonight." He answers. I look at him confused, "What party?"
"It's your 19th birthday. We're going to the club. You can make out with some guy right in front of him. That'll definitely make his blood boil." He smirks. "I'm down with clubbing and making out with random guys." I laugh.
*Later*
"Happy birthday!" The twins yell as I step in the door, making me almost drop Elle. "Aww, I thought you forgot." I tease. "It's been long, but not that long." Ethan smiles. I put Elle down and look up at both of them, "Speaking of which, me and my good friend James are going to the club. I was wondering if you guys wanted to come?"
"Clubbing? One of my favorite words." Ethan says. "I don't know." Grayson respond. "Don't be a pussy. Ask Brooke if she wants too. And plus you owe me." I whisper the last part. He rolls his eyes before saying, "Looks like I'll be going to the club."
***
Music blasted through our ears, as Emma and Brooke walk over to me. "Who gave you the idea of going to the club for your birthday?" Emma ask. "James." I respond. "As in James Charles? I love him." Brooke tells me. I nod as James walks up to us, "So you must be the to lady's Isabella can't stop talking about?" James grins. They both nod, blushing. He pulls me over to a corner, "Where's Grayson?" He ask. I point over to Grayson and Ethan, who were having their own conversation. "He really is hot." James bite his bottom lip. "But you need to find someone. And make sure Grayson sees you."
"And you look sexy." He says before walking away.
He wasn't lying
"Hey." I say to some random guy.
"Sup." He smirks. He was about 5'11, looks Mexican, and hella fine.
"You see those two twins over there?" I ask. He nods. "I use to date one of them. I'm trying to make him jealous." I explain. "And I need your help.""Anything for you." He answers.
We walk near the twins, and I can see Grayson already gazing his eyes over to me.
One warning for the future, don't have sex when I'm home.
He lays his lips on mine, gently kissing me.
This is gonna be fun.
Grayson P.O.V
I look over to Isabella to see her making out with some random guy. "Look." I cut Ethan off. He was going on about how our sister, Cameron, likes him better. "It's her 19th birthday. If she wants to get drunk, so what. If she wants to make out with random guys, so what? We'll be here for her, and why do you care anyway?" He ask. Emma walks up to Ethan and instantly kisses him. "I've been looking everywhere for you." She pulls away.
I roll my eyes, as I look back to Isabella. She had pulled away from the guy,
Thank God,
But, she started laughing.
What the hell is she doing?
I then saw the guy grab her ass,
Oh fuck this.
I walk over to Isabella, turning her away from the guy and walking off with her. "So Isabella. Wanna get out of here?" I ask. "I knew it." She grins. "You knew what?" I ask stopping in the middle of the club. "I don't like you, you like me."
"No. I have a girlfriend. I'm just trying to stop you from getting raped, or kidnapped." I roll my eyes.
I wasn't completely lying. I don't like Isabella, I LOVE her. And I never stopped. I just got with Brooke because I thought I would've gotten over her by now. But, clearly getting with her old best friend isn't how you do it.
"You don't think I can handle myself, can you?" She ask.
"Of course not. You can't even handle your relationship!"
She looks at me as if blood has replaced her sparkling green eyes. She slaps me out of no where, and storms off.
What the hell did I just?
A/n: hey guys. I have a ending already, and it's pretty sad. Just in case I use it, get your tissues ready.
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