The Return
Welcome to New York
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“Miss, were landing please put your seat up.”
“Miss.Tate it’s a pleasure to have you back.” Isaac my PA said to me.
“It is great to be back.”
I walked into the lobby that felt like home. Because it is home dumbass.
“Shall I take your luggage Miss.Tate?”
“Yes please Isaac that would be great.”
He got my luggage and put his key into the elevator.
“Did you miss New York?” He asked.
“Yes it felt like it was about time to come back, you know resurface.”
“You were very missed here too.”
“Did he come and get his things Isaac?”
He cleared his throat uncomfortably. “No miss he did not come to collect his belongs.”
“That perfect.” I said as the doors to my apartment opened
“I can take it from here. Thank you.” I told him and he stayed in the elevator.
Everywhere. His things where everywhere. His magazines on the coffee table. The beer he drank in the refrigerator. His shampoo in the shower. Toothbrush by the sink. Towel on the rank. Cologne on the dresser.
It was my fault I left. Well he left or more like ran first but I should have told him to get this belongings. Should I have told him is that what you’re supposed to do when something like that happens. What to do what to do…
“That shit was ugly… I bought you that… you should have thrown that away.”
Yup it was official he had kept everything here in New York for a stay, appearance, tour, party.
“Nati’s Mixtape, Isaac come her and bring some more wine.”
“what did you find now Miss.Tate?”
“Natli!”
“Right sorry I forget, what did you find though.”
“ A mix tape he made me.”
“Keep, throw away?”
“Throw away”
“And we are never getting back together.” I sang and then I dropped the mic
“Alright I have to head home, you get some sleep big debut tomorrow, you sure you want to do this you can still go back no one really knows you’re here.”
“ Yeah I’m sure it’s time for my return.”
“Alright well good night I love you and once again Welcome to New York.”
I walked to my room that had a large window from the ground to the celling with a great view of New York
I turned my lights off and got into bed. http://www.polyvore.com/vma/set?id=154610366
“Alright there you look good,nice,hot are you ready to kill’em?”
“No,Can I go back to hiding.” I said with a worried tone that probably was equally worried as my face
“No, come on if you get anxious or nervous just remember I’m right inside at our table.”
“Come save me right?”
“I’ll be right inside, I’ll run for you if I have to.”
“Walk with me, I mean you’re dresses are ready no need to waste a good outfit.” I said and pointed to his nice looking outfit.
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“Miss, were landing please put your seat up.”
“Miss.Tate it’s a pleasure to have you back.” Isaac my PA said to me.
“It is great to be back.”
I walked into the lobby that felt like home. Because it is home dumbass.
“Shall I take your luggage Miss.Tate?”
“Yes please Isaac that would be great.”
He got my luggage and put his key into the elevator.
“Did you miss New York?” He asked.
“Yes it felt like it was about time to come back, you know resurface.”
“You were very missed here too.”
“Did he come and get his things Isaac?”
He cleared his throat uncomfortably. “No miss he did not come to collect his belongs.”
“That perfect.” I said as the doors to my apartment opened
“I can take it from here. Thank you.” I told him and he stayed in the elevator.
Everywhere. His things where everywhere. His magazines on the coffee table. The beer he drank in the refrigerator. His shampoo in the shower. Toothbrush by the sink. Towel on the rank. Cologne on the dresser.
It was my fault I left. Well he left or more like ran first but I should have told him to get this belongings. Should I have told him is that what you’re supposed to do when something like that happens. What to do what to do…
“That shit was ugly… I bought you that… you should have thrown that away.”
Yup it was official he had kept everything here in New York for a stay, appearance, tour, party.
“Nati’s Mixtape, Isaac come her and bring some more wine.”
“what did you find now Miss.Tate?”
“Natli!”
“Right sorry I forget, what did you find though.”
“ A mix tape he made me.”
“Keep, throw away?”
“Throw away”
“And we are never getting back together.” I sang and then I dropped the mic
“Alright I have to head home, you get some sleep big debut tomorrow, you sure you want to do this you can still go back no one really knows you’re here.”
“ Yeah I’m sure it’s time for my return.”
“Alright well good night I love you and once again Welcome to New York.”
I walked to my room that had a large window from the ground to the celling with a great view of New York
I turned my lights off and got into bed. http://www.polyvore.com/vma/set?id=154610366
“Alright there you look good,nice,hot are you ready to kill’em?”
“No,Can I go back to hiding.” I said with a worried tone that probably was equally worried as my face
“No, come on if you get anxious or nervous just remember I’m right inside at our table.”
“Come save me right?”
“I’ll be right inside, I’ll run for you if I have to.”
“Walk with me, I mean you’re dresses are ready no need to waste a good outfit.” I said and pointed to his nice looking outfit.
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Notes
I don't know why i ended it like that but please don't hate me :*
hiii i moved this is the new me aka writer of the story
7/20/15