It was now morning, I woke up and Quinton wasn't there next to me. I looked around the room but there was so sign of him so I got up and went the the other rooms, everyone was still asleep and probably hungover.
I tried to call Quinton and then realised his phone was on the bed.
Y/n: where the hell has he gone?
I went back to the living room and Kayla and Anthony were there.
Kayla: good morningggg
Y/n: hey guys, have you seen Quinton at all?
Anthony: we just woke up so no, why?
Y/n: he's not here.
Anthony: that's odd.
Suddenly the thought of Cynthia came to my head and I began to panick.
I went back to the bedroom, sat on the bed and buried my head into my pillow.
Cynthias POV:
I was sitting in reception, when I noticed Quinton go passed. He was wearing his green shirt, (the one in the picture ⬇️) and then a thought had come into my head. I had a photo of him kissing me with that shirt on.. maybe, just maybe I could break him and y/n up and he'd finally come back to me..
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All I needed to do was get the picture to y/n and make sure Quinton stays out long enough and I knew exactly how to.
I rushed over to him before he left reception.
Cynthia: hey cutie
Quinton: what do you want Cynthia??
Cynthia: I just wanted to let you know that..
Quinton: that what?
Cynthia: that um..
I had to think of something to say.
Quinton: come on Cynthia, your wasting my time..
Cynthia: umm , what time is it?
Quinton: I don't know, I left my watch and phone in the room.
Cynthia: aw shame
Quinton: will you let me go now?
Cynthia: yes, sorry baby
Quinton: can you not call me that?
He walked away and I instantly had a plan. Let's just pray it works..
I sent the picture to Quinton's phone.
Y/n's POV: I still had my head buried into the pillow until I heard Quinton's notification bell.
I looked over at his phone and opened a message from Cynthia.
