Brunch was fun. I got to talk to my cousin, Victor, who is my age. He is Uncle Peter's kid. My mom also has a brother and a sister but they stay live in Colorado, that's where she's from. My dad and Uncle were talking a lot of business, which I hate, with Leon. Uncle Peter actually didn't want to run my dad's business because he wanted to start up his own law firm. It's one of the top in the country. My mom talked to Aunt Teresa and grandma. Grandpa was talking with Blake, about him stepping up to run the business soon. My youngest cousin, Lily was listening to her mom talk. Lily is only eight but she tries to act like an adult. She was a whoopsie baby, but we don't love her any less. I was only sixteen at the time, same as Victor. Aunt Teresa was thirty-nine when Lily was born, making Uncle Peter forty-four.
"Presents!" Lily squeals as we all finish our meals. I smile as I chase her into our living room. The large Christmas tree is sitting in the corner lit up with white li
"Tequila?" Kay asks and I nod my head. "Another scotch for you?" Tessa nods her head as Kay gets up from the table. "Be back in a sec." "She is super cool," Tessa says and I smile. "You two are very similar," I tell her, "maybe it's because you are both twenty-two." "So Leon is out tonight as well?" She asks and I nod, "probably doing what he did the other night, oh I'm sorry. I have trouble keeping my mouth shut." "No you are fine," I shrug, "he probably is, that's why I'm here." "I could tell Uncle Liam," she says and I shake my head. "Leon would hate me more than he does," I tell her, "I have to spend the rest of my life with him, unfortunately." "You're lucky he is hot," Kay says setting three glasses on the table. Tequila for myself, a scotch for Tessa, and a combo of alcohols for herself. She always tells the bartenders to put three drinks together and she always drinks them
"Grayson," I say as I shake his shoulders. He groans in his sleep before letting out another snore. "Grayson wake up. I made food." That didn't wake him up either so I went to the kitchen and grabbed a pot and a wooden spoon. I went right next to the couch and banged them together. He jumped up, his eyes wide and alert, while his hand went to his head. "I'm hammered," he mutters as he sits back down. "I'm hungover too, but I'm still going on with my day," I tell him, "I made breakfast. Eggs, bacon, and hash browns." Grayson smiles and heads right to the dining room. I roll my eyes before I head to the kitchen to put the pot and spoon away. I go to the dining room to see Grayson already devouring the food. My foot taps as I raise an eyebrow at him, he just offers me a sheepish grin. "It's really good." "I like to cook," I smile as I sit across from him, "see you didn't notice the Advil I left out for you." "Oh
One month laterLife is going. That's all I can say to describe it. Two more months until I marry a man whore. One more month until my birthday. One more week until we make final calls for the wedding. One more hour until I have my wedding dress fitting. I still don't have one but I really don't care at this point. For most girls a wedding is what they dreamed of. To have the perfect dress and the perfect man. I did dream of it, I'm not going to lie, but I'm not marrying the perfect man. So why get excited about finding the perfect dress when he won't care.Kay, mom, Mrs. Bailey and Tessa are coming. Tessa managed to convince her parents to stay in New York, I helped a little. I offered her a position at my office. Mom says she may be getting her an agent soon to become a model. I invited Grayson, you always need the gay/bi guy friend when you pick out your dress. Except the boys planned their tuxedo fittings today as well."Let's go wife-to-be!
Tessa and Kay stayed at my house once my mom and Mrs. Bailey dropped us off. Mrs. Bailey wanted to say hi to her son but guess who wasn't home. I'm so shocked. Grayson is coming over, said Leon is actually at his office this time, he was with Leon when they went. Tessa was all for it that he was coming over. They've known each other longer than any of us because of Leon. Personally, by the way Tessa acts, I think she likes Grayson. They would be the cutest couple ever. Plus they'd make some cute looking babies. "Can we make a pizza or something?" Kay complains as the lays upside down on the couch. "Grayson is bringing us pizza," I roll my eyes at my impatient friend, "he should be here in like five minutes." "That's too long," Kay groans and throws the couch pillow at me, "I can eat a whole pizza in five minutes!" "Then you puke," I tell her, "I'm not dealing with that again." "She ate a whole pizza in five minute
"Eggplant colored dresses right?" Kay asks as I sit in the waiting room. We are back at the same store we were at yesterday to find bridesmaids dresses. "I'd prefer that yes," I grin as I pull out my phone, "don't disappoint me.""We will!" Quinn smiles as she follows back a sales lady. I wait while I play on my phone. Each of them is going to pick out a dress then I chose my favorite. Or I'll let them all get the dress they chose. I haven't actually decided yet. They are wearing the purple dresses, matchings the groomsmen, and their flowers are going to be a navy and a little bit of gold. I just wanted some colors that I thought would look pretty, I didn't really take any suggestions from others. "You all look great!" I smile as they all come out in their chosen dresses. Some are long and the others short. Each of the dresses fits their personality and it makes me realize that I want them to wear the dress that they chose. It's
It has been a week since I chose my dress for the wedding. Today we are all at my house, meaning Leon, my parents, his parents, all the bridesmaids, all the groomsmen, and my grandparents, deciding all the final decision for the wedding. My grandparents, really my grandma, insisted that they come over to make everyone snacks. My grandma just dragged grandpa along without giving him a choice. I'm glad they are here, grandpa isn't afraid to speak up if he knows I don't like something, I don't like speaking up against people often. "Cake is-" mom starts but I cut her off. "It is a four layered cake, squares," I tell her, "each layer is different. Chocolate, vanilla, strawberry, and marble." "Buttercream frosting," Leon says as my mom is writing everything down. I look up at Leon with a confused look. He told me I could decide everything, I wasn't wanting buttercream, I wanted whipped frosting. "Red wine for the wedding party t
"I can meet you at the Starbucks near your house in thirty minutes," I tell my brother over the phone. "Sounds good," my brother replies, "I'll see you in a bit." "Bye Blake," I say as I sign the bottom of a paper. We hang up and I stack the papers on my desk into the folder. I buzz Isabelle into my office and she quickly comes in. "Yes Ms. Harrison?" "Cancel my meeting at one thirty today," I tell her, "we'll reschedule it for tomorrow at ten." "I can do that," she smiles and leaves my office. I put the folder on the corner of my desk and grab my phone. I shove it into my purse before I sling my purse over my shoulder. My key lanyard is handing around my neck and I head down to the parking deck. I pull into Starbuck's parking lot and find a spot quickly. Blake's car is already parked so I'm guessing he is already sitting at a table inside. Once my car is parked I get out and lock it behind me
January 30 is an important day. If I forget it my best friend will probably kill me. It's Kay's birthday today and I'm so excited! This year we aren't going out all day which makes me super happy because that's all we've ever done. Today we are going to have breakfast at my house, watch a movie of her choice, then we'll cook lunch, after lunch we are going to do nails and hair, then we are going to Kay's place for clothes, then we are going out. She planned this all herself and she wanted to do my hair and nails after I told her no. Yet you can't really tell Kay no and get her to actually listen. "What are you doing?" Leon asks scratching the back of his head as he enters the kitchen. I turn towards him but I keep the plate in my hand. He leans against the door frame, moving his arms to cross across his chest. He's wearing a pair of black joggers that are handing low on his waist, showing the waistband of his boxers. "I'm getting everything ready for Ka
"Hey Nara," he mumbles with a boyish grin, one hand on the nape of his neck and the other in his leather jacket pocket. He was always up for riding his motorcycle, said the leather jackets were just a plus. "Will," I practically growl, "Why the hell are you here?" "I need to talk to you," he says and I go to shut the door. He stops it with his hand that was previously on his neck, "Please Nara. Just hear what I have to say." "Why should I do that?" I snap, "you never did for me." "I am going to apologize for everything Nara," he replies, "please just give me a chance." "You know I don't believe in second chances," I mutter, "it leads to nothing but trouble." "Believe me, I know," he says, "but I'm not asking you to take me back. Just to hear me out." "I have a party to get ready for," I mumble and walk away, starting my way to my room. I hear the door shut, hoping he left but my
"Nara I need help in the kitchen!" Mom exclaims and I get off of the couch. Mom and Dad decided they wanted to have a graduation party for me, saying they love how I got my business degree, I want to be an interior designer. Uncle Blake said that I can partner with his company once I get a solid start. I'm excited, Georgie is going to be working with me. She said she doesn't think she could handle the responsibility of owning a whole business but it willing to be a worker. I of course agreed, who wouldn't want their best friend working with them? "I thought I told you I didn't want a cake," I say as I walk into the kitchen. My mom has her hair tied back into a short ponytail and a black apron over her clothes. She has flour handprints all over it from patting her hands clean, "you do realize the party is in an hour right? You still need to get ready." "It's almost one already?" Mom asks shocked as she sets the spoon in the bowl, "shoot! Can you please fin
"I now introduce you all to the newlyweds, Mr. and Mrs. Ryan Patten!" The priest announces and everyone cheers. I give Selena back her bouquet and she happily walks down the aisle with her husband. I follow behind her with Zeke, his best man. "I feel bad for you Nara," Zeke jokes as we continue to walk, "Ryan is officially your brother now." "I know," I fake groan, "my life get worse by the day." "Aunt Nara! Aunt Nara!" A squeal comes from behind us. I glance back to see my nephew, Drake. He's two and is the cutest little boy ever. He has his mom's fiery red hair and his dad's brown eyes. "Where's your Dad Drake?" I ask as he walks with us down the aisle. "Back der," he says and points behind us, "he is loud." "Believe me I know," I chuckle and we are at the end of the aisle. "I'm sorry Nara," Cara apologizes as she picks up her son, "he's been very energetic today." "It's
Three weeks later "Calm her curls Mom," I say as Ellie sits in front of my vanity. Mom grabs a bottle and starts to work on Ellie's hair. I go to my bathroom and start on my makeup. I already did my hair while Mom did Ellie's makeup. Ellie's Mom died when she was eight so she never really had a mother figure in her house, but whenever she came here my mom would treat Ellie as one of her own. "Your dresses are laid out in the guest room," Mom tells us as she leaves my room. I grab my phone and realize that we have to leave in ten minutes. I drag Ellie to the guest room and throw her dress at her. I slip on my dress and Ellie does as well. I slip on a pair of white platform heels and Ellie puts on a pair of silver pumps. Mom got each of us a new clutch, mine a dull red and Ellie's is silver with navy accents. "They are here to pick you up!" Mom calls and that's our cue to go downstairs. At the door my dad is talking wit
"Hows this dress?" Ellie asks as she twirls out of the changing room. I roll my eyes and and she raises her eyebrows waiting for a response. "I told you," I sigh, "you are trying way to hard, just find something you like. Or you can have my mom make you one." "I said I'm not having her make me one if I can't pay for it," she replies and pulls the end of the dress down, "I guess this dress is a little short." "You guess right," I reply, "now change back. We are going somewhere else." She knows not to question me because o won't give it. She heads back in and changes into her clothes, leaving the dress in the changing room. We go out to my car and I drive off. Ellie switches the radio station and Halo by Beyoncé comes on. We both smile before we start to scream the lyrics. I turn down the busy city street and wait through traffic, which sucks. "Selena I said no," Ellie groans as I pull in front of my mom's bu
"She was just gone?" Austin says and I nod, "ooh man. That sucks hard." A quick image flashes through my mind causing my to smirk but it quickly falls. "Believe me it does," I groan and lean back in my chair. "Mr. Bailey, I expect you to be quiet while I'm teaching," Professor Ulrik says. "Sorry Professor," I say and continue to draw circles on my notebook. I turn back to Austin and whisper, "girls are being annoying as fuck to me lately." "I know, first Jenna now Cara," he replies and glare at him, "sorry bro but she was like your first serious girlfriend." "Cause I thought she wasn't a hoe," I scoff, "looks can be deceiving, so can words." "That's why I'm not settling down yet," he smirks, "I'm finding out which girls are hoes are not. Perfect plan." "All while you are being a hoe," I chuckle but cover it with a cough as our Professor looks up. "That's it for class
This chapter gets very mature~~~ "Slow the fuck down," Austin says as he hits my head. "Shut the fuck up Austin," I groan and down another shot, tequila just like my mom. "Miles, man the fuck up," Austin practically demands as he forces me to stand. "You two," Fiona says sternly, "stop saying 'fuck' and come dance with me." Austin and Fiona are my two closest friends. I've known Austin since third grade and we met Fiona in high school. We've been pretty close since, we are even at the same college, NYU. I thought senior year was going to be pretty laid back but no, it's fucking April and I'm so fucked up in my head. I can't believe I'm letting this get to me. "Forget about her tonight Miles," Fiona smiles as she wraps her arm around mine, "there is a pretty red head over there." "Can't argue with that," I mutter as I glance at the red head who is swinging her hips to th
"Xavier! Stop running!" I yell as I chase after my son. He turned two last week and thinks he's in charge of everything now. He gets to tell Jaden and I when his bedtime is and when he thinks he should take a bath. He's also starting to say no to the clothes we try to change him into to. "Not hungry Daddy!" He squeals as he runs around the couch. "It's dinnertime bud," I tell him, "you don't want mommy upset because you won't eat her food." He stops running and looks at the doorway to the dining room. He glances at me before he sprints to the table and climbs up on to his booster seat. I roll my eyes as he smiles at his mom, who walks in with a bowl of spaghetti. "Alec, can you get the parmesan?" She asks as she sets the bowl on the table. I walk past her, kissing her cheek, before I get into the kitchen. I bring it back out and she smiles. "Thank you. Now sit so we can eat." I sit in my seat and take a plate for myself. After
Alec's POV: The last time I went to a club was six months ago. My friends try to drag me to every party they hear about but I stay at my place. Six months ago I met a girl at this club. Jaden Driggs. She was the most gorgeous girl I've ever seen. Long wavy light brown hair, bright green eyes, the greatest smile I've ever seen. I can't believe that I met her at a club. She looks like a girl who would never go out. Anyway, I can't stop thinking about her and it's fucking up my head. It isn't helping because finals are soon then I'm graduating college, then I'm getting ready to take over dad's business. Octavian is back, which helps. He's back for a whole year now, and it can be extended to two. Aly and him are getting married in a few weeks, June second. I know Octavian is ecstatic, especially since Aly made this choice. He figured they wouldn't get married until we were almost thirty, but here he is at twenty-two getting married.