UPTOWN GIRL, alex p. keaton

xviii. like a rolling stone

⇰ 𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟: 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕚 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕓𝕪 𝕛𝕠𝕟𝕚 𝕞𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝

IN ORDER TO make up for the behavior she'd caused in their last time spent together, Arabella went ahead to organize another date with Leo. Stacy had given her the advice in the first place and she supposed it was her own fault for being so brash with no straight forward reason for it. Seeing him slowly turn up, she beamed immediately to lighten the mood for tonight. "Leo! Hi—"

She slowly turned into a frown once seeing his hands deeply shoved into the pockets of his coat. Not assuming anything good to come from this, Arabella merely listened on. "I really can't stay tonight, Arabella. But it felt better to do this in person than over a phonecall," Leo explained to her, shifting his glasses slightly to read the amount of slight frustration in his face.

The phrase didn't exactly indicate anything in her favour to only have her begin to assume the worst. "I'm really sorry about last time, honest. I shouldn't have left you hanging like that."

"But you did and you did it for a good reason, why are you apologizing?" He shook his head to shift his gaze down towards the floor. "Look, I don't think this is gonna work out. I don't think it was gonna work out from the start if I'm being honest."

Thinking Leo didn't have the audacity to actually say this, she merely scoffed over his comment. "Excuse me?"

Leo raised a hand as if to mock her sudden change of tone to which only send Arabella to prepare herself to rage on him. "I'd expected you to be different just from word of mouth but—" He looked her over with a small shrug of the shoulders. "I at least thought you'd considering settling yourself down with the relationship being more serious. It made going along with whatever you suggested easier."

She couldn't believe what she was hearing. The man let her go to all the places she'd like, contributed to her discussions on music and art— and he was outright admitting it as a complete facade in the hopes of getting her to abide by something she never considered in the first place.

Arabella folded her arms in order to properly hold her head high in front of him, despite the words slightly stinging as he spoke. "And be what? Your living doll?" She placed her hands on his chest to push him, the others waiting to enter the restaurant watching the scene that had begun. Leo merely raised his hands and looked down to her in shock over the spectacle she was making. "And here I thought you were different. Y'know people like you are the exact reason why you can never get a girl like me anymore. A relationship isn't some romantic film starring Grace Kelly and the stuffy business boys like you keep expecting it to be. You're not even worth my pity, pig."

Shoving herself past him in order to storm off away from the eyes following her as she walked past, Arabella could hear the small laughter being started. Turning back to see some men joining over Leo snickering under his breath breath, she slightly riled up over being ridiculed this way. "Ladies— can never keep their temper, right?" Leo eyed her physique with a careless shrug. "Even the prettiest of uptown girls." Noticing some women turn away over the comment as the other men began to laugh over her expense, Arabella stormed off before she made herself cry in front of them as well.

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IN THE MIDST of trying to see if Diana was back home just yet from her job as a personal shopper at Sak's Fifth Avenue, Alex turned up to Rowe townhome nervously out of being here before she was even home. Lawrence noticed him hiding beside the door to immediately step over to greet him. "Oh, Alex! What are you doing standing by the door like that for, come inside!" He immediately beckoned.