Nothing But Trouble (All The Way Home Sequel)

Chapter 48: The chase.

***ELLE'S POV***

"You good to go ?"

"Yeah, i got everything." Troy said after getting in the car and throwing his stuff in the back. After he was strapped up, i backed out of his driveway and headed for I-95 North.

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After for driving for nine long hours, we were finally at our destination. Atlanta, Georgia.

I drove us the W, where we would be staying at while we were here. After we checked in and i payed, we both went to our separate rooms to get some rest. We'd meet up again in a few hours.

I took a long relaxing bubble bath and washed my hair and then i got out and dried off. Once i was dry, i diffused my hair and then i lotioned up and then got straight in the bed. As soon as my head hit the pillow, i was out.

Knock knock knock

I was in a deep sleep, dreaming about the beach, when the sound of someone knocking on my door woke me up. I threw the covers off of me and groggily got out of bed.

After putting on my satin robe, i went to get the door. I looked through the peep hole and saw it was troy. I unlocked the door and opened it so he could come in.

"You forgot to set your alarm didn't you." He said, walking into my room and sitting down on my bed.

"Maybe." I yawned. I was really fucking tired.

"Well it's time to wake up, baby."

"Don't call me that." I scowled, putting my hands on my hips.

"Yes ma'am." he smirked as his eyes swepy over my body. I suddenly regretted not putting on clothes before answering the door.

I rolled my eyes. "Just get out so i can get dressed. I'll meet you in the lobby and then we can leave from there."

"Alright. Just hurry or we'll be late."

"Yeah, okay whatever." I pushed him towards the door.

After he was gone, i picked up my suitcase and looked for something to wear. I decided to put on my black sleeveless body suit, with a pair of tight black cut off shorts that i knew would expose the bottom of my ass and my trademark black thigh high boots by Tom Ford.

I laid the outfit down on the bed and wemt into the bathroom to do my hair and make up. My hair was wild and curly from me diffusing it earlier. I decided to just leave it alone since there was nothing wrong with it.

For makeup, i contoured my face my with my mac highlighter and bronzer. Then, i did a black smokey eye with winged eyeliner. I finished the look off with some bubble gum pink lipstick by Mac and clear coat of lip gloss over it.

After my makeup was done, i got dressed and zipped my boots up. I stood in front of the mirror and checked my appearance. I definitely looked like a bad bitch. My makeup made my eyes pop and the pink lipstick brought out the blonde in my hair.

I fluffed my curls up a little bit, then i sprayed on some of my brand new Chanel N°5 perfume. After putting on my Moschino purse phone case, and my black biker jacket, i headed out the door.

I spotted Troy sitting down in one of the couches in the lobby. He must have heard me coming because he looked up from his phone.

"Gaaaaad damn." He whistled at me. "I love those shorts. They really bring out your personality." He smirked.

I narrowed my eyes. "Funny."

"You ready to do this." He slid his phone in his pocket.

"Always." I grinned.