Blair’s POV
I was waiting for his reaction, but instead, he casually pulled out a cigarette and lit it. “Yeah. Right. After all, Issy and I are going somewhere, anyway.” He said, shrugging.
I forced myself to smile and said, “Have fun, guys.” I said.
I was proud of myself for saying that like a pro. I just hope Blake couldn’t see the lie in me. Good thing Harry slips his fingers around my hand and tags me towards his car and it was parked across from Blake’s. I feel so uncomfortable riding with someone else’s car, I might know Harry. But, I am not the kind of girl who rides with random people. I have to remember what Betty keeps reminding me. To stop being the old me and that trying new things aren’t as horrible as I thought it would be.
His car is a Toyota Landcruiser painted with ma
