#Chapter33
/"No babe, I didn't tell you be—/"
/"You lying bastard! Why you didn't tell me you were a model?/" I yelled through the phone.
/"I'm coming to your house right now./" He said and hanged up the phone while I yelled in anger, I don't even know why am I getting angry?
/"Hey./" I turned my head to see Carson on the door, he was the last person I excepted to be.
/"Carson, what are you doing here?/" I asked in confusion.
/"Your mom said I can come in and also I was bored./" He said going inside of my room and sat on my bed, I rolled my eyes and sat on the ground, staring at him.
/"What's wrong, princess?/" He asked with a smirk and I grinned.
/"Well slave, your friend didn't tell me he was a model back then which made me piss off./" I huffed and he burst out of laughter.
/"You guys are freakin whipped!/" He laughed and my eyebrows frowned.
/"I'm sorry but I'm not whipped, slave./" I stated and he scoffed.