Chapter Fifteen

Weston waited impatiently for Isabella's call. Two hours had passed by and yet she didn't call him. Unable to wait any longer, he started his motorcycle and rode over to her friend's house. Parking his motorcycle, he walked all the way to the front door and rang the doorbell. The door opened and a young girl of Isabella's age peeped out. Seeing him, she froze, her eyes widening with panic. 

"W-Weston, I haven't d-done anything, I s-swear, " the girl stammered. 

"Hey, chill! I'm just here for Isabella. Mom sent me to fetch her, " he said with a lazy smile. Isabella peeped through the door too and was surprised to see him so soon. She opened the door wider. 

"I'm not going home now, Weston. I had just started to enjoy myself. Why are you here? I didn't call you, " she told him. He caught her hand and pu