Last we heard they were married with a new baby. What happened to Cassidy Elliot and Davis Washington?
This is their story from the 'almost' beginning to 'maybe not' end.
This book is book five in the NY Style Series but the books don't have to be...
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Senior year of high school is where I really made a name for myself with the ladies; after all I am a Washington but right now as a freshman in college I can say I'm doing life right. It has taken me a while to fully embrace the name. I was living in Harper's shadow for a lot of my life. My beautiful, smart, funny and social twin sister, who likes to remind me she was born first. A lot was expected from us early on. Mum has always been happy as long as we are but it took Dad along time to work out that pressure is a crappy parenting technique.
When I was accepted to Yale I won a few brownies points with dad. I won even more when Harp decided to be all defiant and attend Harvard instead. While Yale made my dad proud it also gave me a chance to step out from Harper's shadow and make a name for myself.
My phone buzzes on the floor and I reach down grabbing last night's jeans and pulling my phone from the pocket. I laugh at the screen name, clearly not picked by me.
[Amazing Sister] Hey bro how's your second week of classes going?
Harp has had it tough with paparazzi. Someone blabbed at a party and next thing BJ is ushering her out of the frat house and the whole Washington clan are on their way to Boston. I feel for my sister because I know it is hard but I took dad's privacy arrangement straight away, my own apartment right on the edge of campus. I don't need to drive, I don't need to worry about crazy roommates and screw going to crap parties when I can throw my own.
[Me] Boring as bat shit.
[Amazing Sister] Told you not to pick law.
[Me] And how is journalism working out?
[Amazing Sister] Piss off.
[Me] Just as I thought.
[Amazing Sister] Whatever know it all. You busy this weekend? I was thinking of a New Haven visit.
[Me] Always busy but I'll squeeze you in.
[Amazing Sister] Thanks Davey, anyways I got to go. Lets talk later. Love you!
[Me] Love you more Harp!
I shove my phone back in my jeans and take a better look at the unfamiliar room I have woken up in. One Direction posters and the pink pastel walls prove straight away that this is not my apartment. I look around for any sign of life but find none. Muttering a silent prayer I slip out of the bed and get dressed quickly.
"Baby?" I cringe at the whiny female voice. I spin on my heel to find my latest conquest wrapped in a towel with her wet hair draped over her shoulder.
"Hey."
"Want to go get breakfast?" The brunette asks with a grin.
