#{.isabella.}

[chlorcilly]

✰ ❛ SHOTS FOR GOOD REASONS. ❜

@isabellapage // One person who would be best to help Chloe forget her thoughts right now would be Bella, with the storm ending and the allure of a night drinking in Chloe’s mind there was only person she was planning to meet her in the bar not far from the apartments was Bella Page. Heading there quickly she texted the Brunette knowing she may or may not or already be there, - ‘i’m on my way if you are there get the drinks in ready girl’ - Chloe hadn’t known Bella for long just part of the summer but she instantly connected with the other to be honest she somewhat reminder her of someone who she lost in her life and weirdly it was rather comforting to have that same feeling towards another person having that person’s good points. Making it closer to the bar she pushed the door open, seeing business almost made her regret the decision of that bar but with no familiar faces she knew she was safe. Looking around she tried to spot the brunette. Her hopes her fake I.D wouldn’t fail her tonight were also hopes that the talk she was about to have with the other would not be linked to something else that laid on her mind, and she knew Joel could see it and Bella and him were close so she wasn’t sure what to expect when she would finally lay eyes on the other in the bar. 

[jcelwrightt]

Protection || Isabella & Joel

After the texts back and fourth and the lack of sleep due to her choice of music, Joel couldn’t help but be worried what had happened with her but also find it slightly funny that she believed Taylor Swift to be a good choice of music for after a fight. Letting out a little chuckle he rose from where he was sitting he slipped the phone in his pocket heading to the door. Exiting into the hallway of floor one, he shut the door and yawned a little, the lack of sleep more visible with this action. Heading towards the elevator as he couldn’t bare the idea of ascending the staircase in this moment he pushed the button and waited for it to arrive. In the short wait he leaned against the wall as if to prop himself up, eyes flickering shut for a moment. 

Being disturbed by the noise of the elevator the male opened his eyes and headed straight in, hand pressing straight onto Bells, floor number. As if he didn’t even need to check he just knew. Leaning in against the back with the same action from when he waited except closed eyes, he directed his vision straight to watching the numbers and for the ping as it reached Bell’s floor. Straight out as if it was a race at this point he had her door in sight and was there quicker than he’s sleepy demeanour could even imagine. Knocking once, he leaned on the wall next to the door propping himself up yet again as he waited for the female to appear. 

@isabellapage