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August 1 - August 2, 2023
Winds in the east, mist coming in Like something is brewing and about to begin. Can’t put my finger on what lies in store But I feel what’s to happen all happened before.
Stop it
When I see them I just want to pop on some latex gloves, hand them a shirt, give them a good shake and yell, “WHAT ARE YOU SMILING ABOUT YOUR JEANS ARE FROM H&M FOR THE LOVE OF GOD.”
It's the first chapter, are you trying to get me to quit reading?
I don’t know if it was shittier of me or him. Me, the ex-girlfriend of his best friend. Him, the best friend of my ex-boyfriend.
Shitty regardless dude
Addington Van Schoor, a school teacher at Nightingale Bamfords. Very handsome, but not much there.
That's rich coming from you
stopped taking drugs after that photo ran. And then the therapy, I’d already been doing that a while —
Omg, maybe there's hope still
I hug Christian. “Good turnout, man—” “Yeah.” He grins, pleased. He’s here with Vanna.
Noooooooo
And then a shadow casts over our table. I look up. Julian Haites.
Omg drama
She doesn’t say it with her mouth, but it’s written all over her, everywhere else. And then she turns and leaves.
I'm...getting invested
Booked us on a flight to Paris,” Taura announces with a glance between us after she looks up from her phone. “It’s in three hours.”
Taura is def that girl
Dinners with the Timberlakes (Justin’s an old friend of her dad’s), shopping with the main girl from Sex and the City. At bars with the loud girl from the Hunger Games.
No, too soon, I'm just coming round to thinking she's a bit more manageable
Whether he’ll be standing there, waiting under the tree — of course he’s under the tree, where else would he be? I just don’t know that he’d think it’s on the table.
Aaaand we're back with the programme. she's awful
He pushed my father out of the way, pulled his sweater up and over his head, discarding it on the floor and just climbed into my bed, pulling me back into him.
Oh no, I'm falling trap to it too
“You used to buy me a bag every week on Baggy Tuesday — that’s why you called it that.” “That— It actually wasn’t— That was something else that you hijacked.”
Ha
“Henry Austin,” I scold. “Pull it together.”
So maybe alcohol helps with the personality then
I wipe my mouth with my hand, feeling the urge to stay — she wants me to; I could. I should, maybe. But nothing’s different, she’s still leaving tomorrow so I’ll still leave now.
I'm exhausted with this miscommunication trope
watch her walk away for the billionth time in my life and I sigh. What the fuck am I going to do now?
I'm thinking you use those therapy sessions to learn how to communicate your feelings and bam, you have yourself a wife
Taura knew it was Paili who BJ cheated on me with and she let me think it was her anyway. Henry told me so. She thought it would be too sad to lose my boyfriend and my best friend all at once, so she let me think it was her.
She's the best character
I raise my hand to Taura’s ear, covering it as I quietly say, “I’m
No words
“Oh.” His eyebrows go up. “Why?” “She got made Style Editor.” Henry tells him without a smile. “Congrats, babe! That’s massive!” Then she looks past me to Henry. “It’s good to see you boys. What’s been happening?”
Who's she? Can’t be the editor, there's no spell check in here
I tried to break up with her — I’ll start there.
Of course…this book is 500 pages. Why would things be easy
he’s basically been staring at her mouth ajar for the last 30 seconds.
Here's where some punctuation marks would go
about you, man. It’s good to put a face to it.” He gives me a little wink and then walks her out of the restaurant, feeling her up as they go. She’s laughing and squirming and swatting him off and loving it. We all stare after her.
Kinda love that for her
But instead I find myself shrugging. “He was too much for me in the sack.”
She's starting to grow on me. Help
“I was in love with a girl who I couldn’t be with because she wanted something that I couldn’t give her. I was fucked up and so was Parks. We got drunk and I felt her up and it wasn’t about you.”
You make me sad
But I don’t know what we are.
Idiots. You're a bunch of idiots
tripe. I stare over at them and absentmindedly fiddle with the necklace BJ gave me last night. “You guys are cute.” I turn to Christian who’s sitting next to me on the couch and we trade looks. “It’s fucking disgusting,” he tells them and I smirk. We’ve hung out a lot these last few weeks, me and Christian Hemmes. And please do calm down. It’s not like that, we’re not going down that road again. We’re both just… in love with people who don’t want us and/or are with other people. He spent Christmas Day with Daisy, if you can believe it, but he said the policeman ruined it. Both of our
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Hahahaa but also pain
“Like a month, if that.” Parks shrugs. “It was weird, actually. I think Romeo Brambilla had something to do with it ending.” A look flashes over Jonah’s face that I don’t get.
Interesting, can't wait to find out about that one in the next book
I’ll give her my heart for free in a heartbeat though, if she’ll still take it.
Omg put us all out of our misery and just do it man
I’m waving the boys I’ve slept with around like they’re sage I’m burning, trying to ward off true love.
That's pretty funny
I shift on BJ’s lap so we’re facing each other and I think it must be all over my face. I’m rife with worry.
I'm really trying here but you keep reverting to parsnip. You're both toxic, you know this…either get over it or move on. Oh god, this is gonna keep dragging for another book isn't it
I’m up to my old shit again and I don’t want to be but I am anyway because it works.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN
Like it burdens him to make me feel this way. But he never stops making me feel this way.
I'm back with you Parks, soz
Julian Haites throws these legendary New Year’s Eve parties.
Oh this is bad
I arrive with Jordan
Oh this is sooo bad
Julian cruises after her, cool as a motherfucking cucumber— pauses in front of me. Squints, cocks a smile. Reaches over, closes my open mouth — smacks me on the face twice — technically playfully, technically hard. “Happy new year, bruv.” Gives me a shit-eating grin. My jaw goes tight.
Dead
Daisy Haites and her cop boyfriend,
Shit
Clock Christian off to the side also miserable as fuck, but it’s because he’s watching Daisy and her boyfriend and he wouldn’t bring Vanna here to her house.
He's a good man Savannah
But do you know what Daisy doesn’t like? Me.
She's got common sense
“But you’re not there yet,” she tells me with a sharp smile. “Neither of you are willing to do the things you need to do to make it work yet.”
So true Bridge, you're the smartest
“Yeah.” I twirl some hair around my finger. “One time I blacked out a little…”
Hahahahaah love
I don’t know why. I know what Julian is to me — Julian knows what he is to me. I’m in love with someone else so maybe it’s a terrible thing to have thought — maybe even hoped — that I meant something more than that to him.
You're just so annoying
“Why? I’ve seen you in much more compromising positions,” and I said, “I BEG YOUR PARDON, LIKE WHAT?” And then he said — well actually, never mind what he said — but
Nooo tell us
you. I don’t need to fall for another person. I don’t need a repeat of last year’s fiasco. I don’t think any of us do.
Wow
If I was a better man I would have looked at Paili in the bathroom that night, and when she asked me if I was okay I would have said, “No, I feel like shit, can you take me to my girlfriend?”
Growth
Laid me down in the back street
You mean seat?
My sister stares over at me. “How have you not been cancelled?”
I cancel her every chapter, Bridge
He’d just started dating a lad from City of London
Nobody calls it that
