𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐏 ☆ ᴛ. ᴛᴜʀɴᴇʀ

𝟔𝟎. 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠?

trea's phone rang from his pocket. he carefully pulled it out to answer the call, it was bryce.

hey man.

"hey what's up?"

is everything okay?

he paused and took in the surrounding area. everything was more than okay. everything was so much better than it had been 3 days ago.

"yup."

is she okay?

 he looked down at the girl, who was still fixed on the tv.

"yeah, she's good." 

she looked up from her comfortable position, meeting his eyes. "who are you talking to?" she gently murmured.

"bryce." he replied, pulling the phone away from his face so bryce couldn't hear.

good, im glad.

"yeah,"

are you guys coming to the party tomorrow?

"what party?"

hannahs? she said she talked to ness about it already.

"does she think she's in college?"

she said she used to do it before she came here.

"whos going?"

"everyone" in the words of hannah.

"ill talk to her,"

its a halloween party, gotta dress up.

"so what are you going as?"

can't say.

"i can't imagine you getting dressed up for something like that."

me neither, but first times for everything.

"ill talk to hannah."

okay, also, hannahs asking if you guys are free tonight.

"depends, how late? uh, we didn't get a lot of sleep last night."

oh? did you now?

"ask hannah what time."

avoiding the question i see..

"bryce harper i swear to god i will book a one way flight to los angeles right now."

fine fine, hannah says 7:30.

"should be okay, we'll see you then."

"what was that about" vanessa asked, lifting her head up slightly. 

"first, bryce and hannah want to know if you want to go out later. i said yes but don't feel like you have to. we can stay here."