Isabella’s P.O.V.Looking at the phone, all I’m thinking right now is, what am I supposed to do or say to him. What if he hates me now? What if he thinks I’m a b***h for over reacting on such a small topic? What if he thinks he’s had enough of my bullshit?
“You’re over thinking again Bella” I hear Rose say.
“Who? Me? Nooooo. I wasn’t doing that” is my blabbering reply to her.
Ryan chuckles at my rant, when Rose continues, “Come on. He is not going to hate you just because you got pissed at him for an obvious misunderstanding.”
“How did you know about what I was thinking?” I ask her, curious at her comment.
She shakes her head and says, “What kind of a best friend am I, if I don’t know what goes in here?” tapping on my head.
“By the way, you need to turn it on first, if you… you know,
