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Isabella's POV I didn't know when I drifted off as I slowly opened my eyes because of some random noises. My eyes slightly widened when I saw Christian walking here and there holding a handful of clothes. I glanced at the wall clock and realized it was quarter past three in the morning. When did he come? "Christian?" I called, sitting up and Christian looked at me with a faint smile, placing down the clothes on a luggage. "Hey Izzy.. Sorry for waking you up." he said hastily, zipping up the luggage and my forehead creased in confusion as I stepped down from the bed and approached him. "Where are you going?" He sighed, looking at me. "Italy." "Italy!?" I exclaimed as I had no idea how far away it was from England. Yeah, I suck at Geography. "Why?" "For a meeting." he muttered. "How long?" I asked and he sighed, licking his lips. "I don't know." Suddenly I wanted to cry as I started to miss him even before he left the place. Look how pathetic I was. "Then don't you think I'd
Isabella's POV "Stop making a big deal out of it and just.. leave, Isabella." he sounded exhausted and exhaled loudly, staring ahead. "Christian-" "I fucking beg you to leave me alone!" he barked, looking at me and I flinched slightly. If Trevor and I got into an argument, most of the times he'd be the one who was giving up and apologizing to me so I've never felt complicated in that relationship but to be honest, it was more like a friendship than being in love. We just met at a pub and quickly got connected when we realized that both of our interests were the same and from that day, we started getting along and after one occasion, when we were both kind of tipsy, Trevor kissed me and asked me to be his girlfriend and I agreed. But I should have realized that we both were not serious about that relationship even from the start. We never talked about how our days went nor about our future plans; We never missed each other even though we always were miles away and I'd never want t
Isabella's POV Groaning underneath his breath, Christian tightened the grip of his towel which was wrapped around his low waist loosely and headed towards the bathroom. I chuckled, trying to stand up but it seemed to be a hard task today as my legs were kind of numb and sore like I had gone to a long run. Though I managed to walk slowly and picked up Christian's shirt that was laying on the floor and put it on me as I didn't want to move around the place completely naked. I walked towards his bathroom at a snail's pace and knocked on the door softly, calling out his name and obviously I got no response. But I smirked evilly at myself as I knew how to make him open the door. "Christian, I thought we could save water and time by.. showering together so if-" before I could finish the sentence, the door swung open and Christian abruptly grabbed my waist dragging me inside. I gasped inaudibly, wrapping my arms around his neck and he placed me on the counter before standing between my t
Isabella's POV "Are you okay?" I asked slowly and he looked dumbfounded as he was still holding my arms absentmindedly. "Uh, Trevor.." I called out, looking down at my arm and he followed my gaze and released the grip, clearing his throat. "Uh, y-yeah, I'm okay. Thankyou.. Bella." he said quietly and when I looked around, I noticed most of the people throwing weird glances at us as they walked past us and I stepped back a little when I saw Rosie approaching our way with an unamused look on her face. "You're okay, honey?" Rosie asked Trevor as if she didn't acknowledge my presence and I mentally cringed at the nickname she used for him. "Yeah, thanks to Bella." he smiled without taking his gaze off of me and that's when Rosie averted her attention towards me and forced out a smile, rubbing her slightly visible baby bump. "Bella? Wow, what a lovely coincidence!" I resisted the urge of rolling my eyes and before I could reply, Christian marched towards my direction with Hayden and
Isabella's POV After getting changed into my usual pyjamas, I sat on the bed and noticed it was half past ten now. It's been almost two hours since we've reached home from the amusement park but still I haven't checked on Chloe as Christian told me curtly that he'd make her sleep and not to bother about her. Sometimes I just couldn't understand why he was always jumping to conclusion without knowing what had actually happened. To be honest, I was the one who had to be mad at him for leaving us alone in the restaurant and he knew how much his words would hurt me but still he hauled me over the coals infront of a huge amount of people which made me die of shame. At morning he was almost making love to me in the bathroom and now he was mad at me and needed space? Fricking Great! Now Trevor would've been sleeping with Rosie unbothered while I was struggling to breathe eventhough there was enough air around me. I stood up, walking to the door and after arguing with myself for a couple
Isabella's POV "Izzy, I've turned on the heater already!" I heard Christian say and I shouted back an "okay" from the bathroom and was about to take off my bathrobe but the challenge I made on that day came to my mind and I smirked at myself, hoping my evil plan would work. I opened the door and peeked my head out. "Christian." "Hmm?" he hummed, glancing at me through the mirror while he was brushing his hair. "The water is still cold." I told and he turned around with creased forehead. "But the heater is working well." "Then come and see for yourself." I muttered and his lips twisted into a playful smirk. "If you want me to join with you, all you have to do is, ask." he said in amused tone and I rolled my eyes and didn't reply anything when I noticed him placing the hairbrush and walking towards the bathroom. He entered in and glanced at me before walking into the shower room and I stifled my laughter, moving closer to him and noticed that he was adjusting the heater that was
Christian's POV t's been almost a week and still that cousin of Izzy's was staying with her and as the day passed, Isabella's same routine was getting on my nerves. Wake up next to that brat instead of me; Make breakfast for Chloe; Ignore me all day like I was wearing an invisible cloak; Make Chloe sleep; Read some kind of crappy novel and let herself fall asleep. For God's sake, I just wanted to have some time alone with Izzy. I've been missing her way too much these days and lately after her cousin's arrival she's been acting so strange. Whenever I asked her to meet me, she'd refuse and if we hardly ever get a moment together, she'd ruin it by reasoning that she was tired and she was having a backpain. Backpain? Could that be even taken as an excuse for not spending time with me? I mean, I could give her a massage. Right? "Hayden." I called out and Hayden appeared to my view in no time. "Sir?" I glanced at him, running my fingers through my hair. "Do you have any idea where t
Isabella's POV It was almost two in the morning as I rest my elbows on the bathroom counter, staring at my reflection through the mirror and I could see I was sweating as hell while I was waiting for the result to be shown on that stick that was lying on the counter between my hands. I was just taking a pregnancy test again because I still hadn't gotten my period yet and perhaps it could be delayed as I was taking birth control pills quite regularly but what made me worry the most was, the nonstop nauseous and dizziness. I bit my lip, praying God mentally to make it negative as I didn't know how Christian would react if I were pregnant with his child. If truth be told, I'd always have the longing wish to have a kid on my own; and I'd be on cloud nine if I was carrying Christian's kid, but now was not the right time. We still needed to sort many things out and if I got pregnant, then Christian would need to deal with one more thing while he already has a lot on his plate. These da