Sebastian's PoV

"Bella, what happened won't happen again," I said softly to Isabella, attempting to apologise. She looked up at me and gave me a small smile.

Thank god, I haven't fucked it up.

"It's okay but next time you're pissed off, come and talk to me please. We're a team that means we have each others backs," she told me. I nodded my head as those words pushed me back into time.

~Flashback~

"Promise me that no matter what happens we're staying by each other's side and we've got each others backs?"

"I promise."

~End Of Flashback~

The only back I have is mine. I made the mistake of caring for someone once who was only protecting themselves, for example Liliana, so I'm not fucking making the same mistake twice.

"I love you," Isabella said, pulling me out of my thoughts. I let out a hum as I pulled her in for a hug. She let out a sigh. "You've never said it to me."

"What?," I asked, confused.

What the fuck is she blabbering on about now?

"You've never said 'I love you' to me," she said as a matter-of-fact. My body tensed as I removed my arms and took a step back. She crossed her arms over her chest as she opened her mouth to speak again. "You've never said it to me. Why?"

I cleared my throat as I leaned against the counter.

"We're getting married in two days and you can't even say it to me," she spoke, actually sounding hurt. "We can't have a marriage if the love is only one sided."

"Do you think I would propose to you if I didn't?," I spoke, still unable to say those three little words. "I do. I want to wait until the wedding, until we're stood there at the alter to say it."

It shouldn't be this hard to say those words but it is, probably because I've only ever said it to one woman in my life and I actually meant it.

A small smile grew on her lips as she outstretched her arms, wrapping them around me. "Who knew you could be so sentimental?"

If only you knew.

~

Liliana's PoV

I sat in Valentina's house as she and Vin stood in front of me, listing all the reasons why I need to stop Sebastian's wedding from happening. I stood up, clapping my hands together. "I've heard you," I told them both. "I love him, we're meant to be together, Isabella's a bitch and you want some drama in your life," I said, summing up all of the reasons they gave.

"We'll, you're wrong about the drama part," Valentina said.

Vin let out a scoff. "She's not. I want to see some drama. Imagine Isabella's face when she sees you."

"She's not gonna see me," I deadpanned.

"The fourth reason is that we want you to be together," Valentina butt in. "Now, it's your choice-."

"-No, it fucking isn't!," Vin interrupted. "She's going there even if I have to shove her in a fucking dress and drag her all the way there myself."

I rolled my shoulders back. "No one is shoving me in a dress. Mostly, because it'll be a really pretty one and I wouldn't wanna ruin it. And because you're not gonna fucking shove me in a dress."

He narrowed his eyes at me. "Just try me. Then you'll see just how far I'm willing to go to make Lilstian happen."

"Lilstian?," I said questioningly, trying to bury the incoming laughter.

"It's a ship name," he said firmly.

"We know," Valentina spoke.

"I actually came up with it last night. I'm proud of myself," he said with a smile and a much lighter tone.

"I'm proud of you too, babe," Valentina commented.

"I don't know," I said biting my lip as I mulled over the ship name. "I think it sounds like a disease."

"Take that back!," he exclaimed. I shook my head as a small smile played on my lips.

"The ship name could be Lils or Seliana!," I suggested. He narrowed his eyes at me as he spoke to Valentina with his eyes trained firmly on me.

"So I hear you saying there's a chance for you two," Valentina said as she suggestively wiggled her eyebrows.

"Tell her to take it back before I pull out her fake hair," he said through gritted teeth at Valentina although he was glaring at me, completely ignoring what she just said. My eyes widened in shock. "It does not sound like a fucking disease."

"Excuse me! My hair is not fake. Pull it, I dare you. If it doesn't come off, then you owe me ten thousand dollars," I said.

"What do I get if it comes off?," he asked, using his little brain for once.

"Then I owe you ten thousand dollars."

"Okay," he shrugged. "De-."

"Vin," Valentina butt in, knowing that there's no backing out of this deal once we shake on it. I rolled my eyes at her. Money blocker. "You're not making a deal."

"Why aren't I?"

"Because her hair is real and you would lose ten thousand dollars," she tried to reason with him. He shrugged her words off.

"Who's gonna pull her hair then?," Valentina asked, giving up.

"I wanna do it," Vin said with a smirk. I shook my head.

"That's not fair. You'll just pull it until some strands come out of my scalp. Valentina is gonna do it," I said.

They both agreed.

How we got here, I have no idea. Valentina walked to the side of me and lightly tugged on my hair. Vin let out a gasp.

"That's not fair! Deals off!," he exclaimed.

"No backing out," I said tauntingly as I wagged my finger in his face, getting him annoyed.

"I was high when I made the deal so therefore it doesn't count," he shrugged proudly.

I shook my head at him. "I'm pretty sure you don't use big words like 'therefore' when you're high." I looked over at Valentina for confirmation. She gave me the answer I wanted as his eyes widened at the betrayal.

"Shut up," he rolled his eyes before sulking off. I did a mini victory dance before sitting down.

He acts like a child but that's what I love about him.

He owes me $10,000 but I don't need or want the money. They're letting me stay in their home and I think that's enough. I think I forgot to mention that.

A couple of days after my first visit to their home, they offered me a guest bedroom claiming I have no reason to spend a lot of money for the hotel for no reason. The hotel was already paid for by the company for our first week here but now because we're officially on vacation, it's not.

Vin begrudgingly walked back into the room Valentina and I were seated in before throwing himself on the empty couch. I looked at him expectantly.

"What?," he snapped. "Vampire Diaries is on." I shrugged my shoulders and put my hands up in a surrender.

"Okay, but I thought you were watching The Originals."

"That was like six years ago," he said in a duh tone. "I'm rewatching Vampire Diaries then I'll be rewatching that."

"Yeah, for the tenth time," Valentina mumbled under her breath. I let out a chuckle.

"Well, at least it's not Pretty Little Liars," he retorted.

"Hey!," Valentina exclaimed.

"Says the psycho that rewatches the part where Hayley gets killed," I scoffed out. He narrowed his eyes at me.

"AHA!," he yelled out as if he caught me doing something I shouldn't be doing. "So you have watched it!" I rolled my eyes at him.

"Shut up," I said flatly.

"You're the one that rewatched the episode where Mona gets fake killed and stuffed into the back of a trunk like ten times yesterday so don't call me a psycho thank you very much," he snapped back.

"Touché," I stated simply with a small shrug of the shoulders as he gave me a huge smile in return.

"I won that!," he exclaimed, drowning himself in his victory.

I really wish I could drown myself in his $10,000.

~

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