Addicted

Chapter 23

A:N Hello my lovely readers!I took a while to update! the reason is because I haven't had a chance to lay down and write because I had thanksgiving break for a whole week and I was busy! Well, I hope all of you had a good thanksgiving with the ones you love! If you don't celebrate thanksgiving then it's okay! :) and I know thanksgiving was about two weeks ago but I still haven't been able to write!! but, I finally decided who will be playing Briella's mother , and the picture of her is on top. Her name is Laura Leighton!! ( or on the side of your reading this on your computer or laptop !! ) I still have no clue who could play her father, Josiah, and her brother Cameron!! If any of you have any suggestions, please message me! Oh and I will be introducing new characters in the book!! I would love the help!! Thank you!!
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Chapter 23.
They've been here for two days. Five more days left until they go back to Maryland. The day they surprised me, Bentley had shown because we had planned to hang out. After, my parents and brother planned to go out to dinner the day after and left Bentley and I to hang out. Bentley was so hilarious, made me laugh my ass off as always. I had been always taking a pause from my time with Bentley and texted Harry, responding to him. Making sure he wasn't so paranoid. Shortly after Bentley left, Harry and I spoke on the phone. I informed him that my family surprised me and came to Oregon. He was surprised and felt happy for me. I told him everyone wanted to meet him, especially my mother. Of course my mother would want to meet Harry. Of course. Harry and my family were going to meet tonight. I didn't know how I felt about that. I wasn't worried about my father or my brother. I was worried about my mother. My mother always knew how to be so judge mental. She always knew how to judge a book by it's cover. It's not that anything had been wrong about Harry presented himself with his appearance. He was absolutely fine the way he presented himself. My mother just always seemed to find one little thing and throw it in my face.

*YESTERDAY, ONE DAY AGO*
"So, Tell me about Harry." Mother said as she took a sip of her coffee. It was nine in the morning and Mother and I went out for coffee at the Brewery.