YOU'LL READ ROSE'S OPINION ABOUT PARTIES AND SHE'S VERY CONSERVATIVE AND MIND CLOSED. DON'T START ATTACKING ME PLEASE, SHE'S JUST A CHARACTER. HER REACTION TO THE PARTY IN THIS CHAPTER IS VERY IMPORTANT, BECAUSE OF HER MODIFICATION IN THE REST OF THE BOOK.
DON'T HATE PLEASE.
Sorry I took a little too long to update, I'll try to update more regularly.
"Trust me, you can dance."
"Rosie, you need to stand up for yourself. That family's going to ruin you if you don't do anything!"
I sighed, "I know, Isaac. But, one, I'm not brave enough to defend myself like that and, secondly, I'm living in Harry's house. If I annoy him, I would just give him the perfect excuse to throw me out of his house." While trying to defend my point, I had a nervous look on my face. This whole situation with Harry and Georgina has been bothering me.
Isaac looked at me and shook his head, tightening his grip on the steering wheel, "So what are you going to do? Let them speak to you rudely or ignore you?"
"I don't want that, Isaac... But I guess I don't have another choice." I paused and looked at the cars, throw the window, which were passing by us on the other side of the road, "Maybe they do have a legitimate reason to hate me so much, I just wanted to know which one." I shrugged.
"Where do you live anyway? I didn't understand the explanation you gave me yesterday." he changed the subject and I felt like running away.
I can't just answer him truthfully, because Harry would never allow it. But whenever I tell Isaac, he never understands, "I already told you, I live in one of those tall buildings in the 5th Avenue."
"In a plain apartment? I thought Harry Styles was filthy rich and he would live in an expensive mansion."
"He doesn't live in an expensive mansion." I chuckled, "But he does live in a very fancy penthouse. One day I'll invite you." I lied and he smiled, readjusting his hands on the steering wheel.
"I just want you to know that if Harry's there I'll faint." I laughed with what he said and shook my head in disbelief. "Honestly, Rosie... It's a shame he's not in good terms with you, I bet he would fuck you very nicely." I gasped when I heard his words and covered my mouth with my hands.
"Isaac!" I elbowed him perplexed by his unfortunate words. He just laughed with my reaction.
"One day, you, sweet and innocent Rose Elizabeth, will be sucking someone's dick and then we both can laugh about your amusing reaction right now."
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