Your P.O.V
Walking out starbucks with your drink in one hand and your and bag in the other , into the busy city of London .walking to my white Range Rover and got in . My phone started ringing oh gud is my mum ."Heyy mom" hiding my annoyance.

"Hello darling I'm having a family dinner tonight everyone's gonna be there , I want you guys to meet my bestfriend since nursery school "

"mmhm that's good "faking interest. I really don't want to go ,I just want to stay at home and rest work is stressful . Btw I'm a model/actress.

"and her husband and children is gonna be there "
"yea" I really want this conversation to be over .
"so pumkin you coming or not?" she asked in her thick posh british accent.
"yea whatever"
"ahhh ok sweetheart see you tonight " I hung up without another word.
I sighed and slouched back in my seat thinking of what just happen.Why can't I have a normal family ?Wells that's what you get for being rich as fuck . Anyway I should of just told her I wasn't feeling good or something. God I'm so stupid. I bnded my head on the steering wheel. stupid.stupid.stupid.

I sighed as I started my car and head to my house (at the top) really want to do thing but if I don't I'll be in deep shit.

This .Is .Gonna.be.one.Long.fucking.night.

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