Fearless - A Linhella Story [UNFINISHED]

12

A/N: Hi everyone! enjoy chapter 12 of Fearless.

thanks to one of you lovely readers i realized that i should probably change the name of my crush so i did that... she's kaitlyn now :)
honestly don't ask where the name came from cause idk

this chapter's kinda sucky but i wanted to update for christmas (cause i celebrate but if you don't then i just wanted to update for this friday!) 

okay with that enjoy reading! xx
(chapter word count: 872)

Marella:
"You badass!" Biana squealed, shoving Marella's shoulder as Marella felt a small smirk play on her lips.

"Shut up!" Marella shushed, covering her friend's mouth as they walked through the mall together.

After asking Linh to the dance Marella'd begged Biana to go shopping with her, a rare occurrence, so she could find something to wear. She knew she didn't want to wear a dress, and if she had to she didn't want it to be girly. Despite Biana's girly exterior, she was really good at helping Marella find clothes that fit her style.

"You've got some balls, my friend." Biana took Marella's hand off her face before linking their arms together and dragging her through the mall, getting a couple of stares from some people. "Now come on, we have a hot outfit to find!"

"Okay, first of all, I don't have balls. Second of all, hell yeah!"

They go into the nearest store, and Biana instantly gravitates towards a red pantsuit. "Okay, this. This, this, this, this, this."

"Do you like it?" Marella teased at the pure enthusiasm in Biana's voice as she shoved the outfit into Marella's hands.

"Shut up," Biana rolled her eyes, "and get your ass in a dressing room."

"Shouldn't we look at other options first?" Marella questioned, but Biana shook her head.

"If it doesn't work out, we can keep looking. But I already know that red and orange are your colors, this is red, and you want a pantsuit. So we're gonna try it on."

"We?" Biana glared, and Marella held her hands up in defeat. "Okay, okay. Let's go." Biana grinned, clapping her hands together as they made their way to the back and got Marella in a dressing room.

The second Marella put on the outfit she realized how much Biana was right. The red looked good on her, really good, and she kinda loved it. She was wearing a black sports bra that day, and it looked really good under the bright red. She wondered if she'd be able to get away with something like that at Homecoming. Maybe a black tank top, or if she buttoned the jacket up so that it looked like a tank top but in reality, it wasn't.

*imagine she's wearing black underneath instead of red*

"Are you ready yet?!" Biana called from the other side of the door.

"Yeah!" Marella unlocked it, and Biana squealed for like the fifteenth time that day as Marella showed herself off.

"Oh. My. God! Marella you look so hot! I love this." She motioned towards the black bra under the red, and Marella pushed her off. 

"Stop, you're making me blush." Marella closed the door to change but Biana threw it back open.

"Nuh-uh, no way. Spin," she commanded, twirling her finger. Marella sighed but spun in an awkward circle as Biana squealed. Marella was fairly certain her ears were gonna fall off from the amount of screeching Biana was doing. "God, you're gonna look so hot. If I was gay, my eyes would be on you all night."

"Stop."

"Seriously. Okay, change, and then we need to go somewhere and get you shoes."

"You have to leave so I can change, ma'am," Marella sassed, and Biana threw her hands up as she walked out of the room.

"Gotcha." 

Marella changed out of the outfit and they purchased it, with the cashier giving both girls weird looks. 

"Are you two, dating?" she asked as she bagged Marella's outfit.

"No, but I am gay," Marella clarified, taking the bag from her. The cashier's eyes narrowed at Marella's words, and she looked like she was judging the words that came out of her mouth. Homophobic bitch, Marella couldn't help but think as they walked out of the store. 

It took two stores to find shoes for Marella, and the ones they found were perfect in Biana's eyes. They were tan with straps over the top of her feet and skinny heels that Marella felt like her ankles were gonna snap when she walked in them. But Biana wouldn't have any of it and insisted they buy them.

As they got in Biana's car, Marella's phone started to ring, and she saw it was Linh calling. "Hello?" she asked.

"Hi. I just wanted to ask who's picking up who tomorrow?" Linh's sweet voice asked, and Marella smiled despite her effort not to. Biana noticed and nudged her shoulder as Marella flipped her off.

"I can come by yours an hour before Homecoming? We can go get dinner somewhere if you want?"

"Or," Linh started, "We can eat early dinner at home and go to the cafe? I'm sure Maria will go crazy over us together."

"Yeah? Why?" Marella crossed her legs as she waited for Linh's answer.

"She knew I liked you and sensed that we'd be cute together. Wanna prove her right."

"Awe, so cute. Have you gotten your dress yet?" 

"Yes, I have. Have you gotten yours?"

"Kinda," Marella trailed off, smirking a little at the confusion in Linh's voice.

"What?" 

"I guess you'll have to wait and see. Bye, see you tomorrow!"

"Marella, wait-" But Marella had already hung up, feeling giddy for the next night.