isabella's pov
as soon as i got home, i went into my room and tossed my phone on the bed. i was more than angry at nate, which is why i left.
while i was lying on my bed, i heard my phone start ringing. i grunted and reached for it, checking the caller id. sure enough, it was nate calling. i declined it and put my phone back next to me. after i ignored the call, he sent me a text.
from: nateee
why'd you leave? was in the shower too long or something? miss you babe 😂
i shook my head and inhaled with annoyance. did he really not know what was going on? i unlocked my phone and went to his contact in my phone. i'm just going to block his number, until i can trust him enough. and plus, i won't have to talk to him for a while.
i turned my phone off and plugged it in the charger. i actually stood up this time and moved the covers over myself.
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hair color // n.m
Fan fikcia"why do you change your hair color so much?" "it really depends on how i feel, in a way it expresses my personality." story idea by cashidk; written by homiegilinsky cover by @iamnateslilmama
