Chapter 25: Holiday.

Heather’s POV.

“Heather sweetie, the boys are here!” Aunt calls from downstairs and I hasten up, swiping my phone and headphone off the bedside table and throwing them into my travel bag. “I’ll be there shortly!”

Hollering back, I dash out of the room and slam into someone as we both groan. Kamila giggles at me, rubbing her arm, “You should slow down or you might just fall down the stairs”.

And I pout, “You don’t have to put it that way. I’ll be careful!”

And off I go with my explosive drive down the stairs and rolling into the sitting room where I instantly compose myself before the watching eyes.

“Oh…hey Asher” I wave my hand softly and he smiles. But I’m searching for someone, craning my neck around until something hits me directly at the nape of my neck and I let out a yelp.

Turning around with an evil glare that melts away to a