Chapter 180

I practically groan at her statement before looking towards the door. It would seem that life was determined to pack a whole butt load of drama into one day, like it hadn't done that before.

I practically look at the door with disgust in my eyes to see silver hair, silver platinum hair that shined under the lights from the cascading chandelier on the upper parpets. He made his way in and he glanced around furtively searching for someone.

I didn't really expect him to be searching for anyone at this point, i had expected him to be on his way back to New York or Texas or wherever his residential home was and to simply live out the rest of his days knowing that he had ruined whatever friendship we had with my brother, instead Adrian came rushing in like a frenzied bunny.

A frenzied bunny that seems to elicit so much hate from me now. His eyes landed on mine and I think the sheer level of emotion in them made me recoil. He walked over to our seat with something like shame and self disgust wrapped around him, like he was ashamed of his actions.

He should you should be ashamed of laying off a friend like that just because of a girl, I'm guessing things are more complicated than that, but yet his actions were simply stupid in all their ways.

Oakley delightedly made room for him to sit and the simple happiness on her face almost made me suspect the whole Adrian and Celaena thing was something of a farce, it made me suspect that an even bigger surprise would be coming after they had pissed off my brother so much, but yet I figure out I know Oakley.

Even if I do not know anything else, I know only too well the sort of badass bitch I have as a friend. That delighted expression on her face isn't at the fact that Adrian has come back looking sorry and mortified at what he had done, it was simply at the fact that she will now get someone to vent her anger on.

She would get someone to vent all the conflicting emotions in her heart on. She put a kind smile on her face and gestured for him to sit down, I know that a punch might actually come after this, and I don't think if I let Oakley punch one of the most biggest pop stars in the world I would be a very good friend.

I actually wonder why he is so free today, why is he just walking around unrestrained. On a normal day you wouldn't expect to see a celebrity of his standing outside and the amazed faces of everyone in the ice cream shop tells me what I am thinking was true and correct, but yet I have seen Adrian practically twice now.

I have seen him twice in public places and for no reason at all. I realise that his managing crew probably isn't so careless as to allow that just happen.