Drey's pov
I'm already half way out of Mel's street when I hear my phone begin to buzz beside me. Too lazy to answer it, I groan and instead fix my eyes on the street whilst ignoring it.
The phone rings again and I know that whoever it is will definitely and most likely stop at nothing unless I answer the phone and so with a defeated sigh, I leave one hand on the steering wheel.
"Drey's phone? Who's calling?" I demand.
"Cut being official, it's me Mel!" Her voice seems to have been activated on panic mode as she rushed how fast she speaks.
"What's wrong??" I start to fear, wondering whether or not Harvey has done something that's worthy of f**k up.
"Well after bidding you farewell, I came inside the room and voila, Harvey isn't here anymore. I don't know, he must have left in my pr
