"Pretty please." Nikkie whines through the phone.
"No." I say bluntly.
"But-"
"No."
"Just liste-"
"No."
"Just once!" She cries out annoyed. I stop and think for a second.
"I don't even know Minx, Nikkie. Hell, I've been clubbing a handful of times." I say, cutting up some chicken.
"Please come Bella! Listen, she is dragging me out and I need you there." She says, looking at me with puppy-dog eyes.
"Now, I understand why you wanted to FaceTime." I laugh and shake my head at her childish antics. A silence falls as Nikkie thinks of another tactic to get me to join her later tonight. I throw the chicken into the pan, filling the air with a sizzling sound.
"George is coming." She speaks up after a bit, "Which means Clay is coming."
I feel a smile tug at my lips. "So?" I say casually.
"And Becca is quite the flirt." Nikkie adds, a sly smirk on her lips. I feel my eyebrow twitch as an unpleasant feeling overcomes my body. Nikkie clearly notices that she hit a weak spot of mine as she continues to speak, "And I'm sure that after a couple of drinks, Clay won't mind some attention."
I bite my lip, physically trying to stop myself from giving in. I begin poking the chicken cubes, making sure all of the sides get fried.
"Plus, Clay is very good looking so I'm sure other girls will probably want to dance or something." She continues.
"Okay! Fine, I'll come." I say defeated, a small smile on my lips. Nikkie cheers and thanks me for the 'cooperation'.
"We're all meeting at George's at 8 for some pre-drinks, so you better be there." She says, sounding scary.
"I will be." I say with a smile, "Talk to you soon."
"See you!" She chirps and then hangs up the phone. I let out a breath and look at the time, seeing that she was trying to convince me for almost two whole hours. I let out a giggle and prepare my food. I take my plate and sit down in my living room, turning on my TV. I flick through Netflix for a little while before settling on watching Ranboo's stream. I eat my food happily, enjoying the young man's adventures as he hunts for netherite.
Once I finish my food, I put my plate in the sink and head into my bedroom, beginning to get ready for the night out. I put on some music on my speaker and waltz into my bathroom. I take out my make-up bag and take my time attempting to do a smoky eye. After a couple of attempts, I'm satisfied with the way my eyes look and I begin on my face. I apply some concealer, powder and contour my face, adding highlight at the end. I spritz my face with some setting spray and smile into the mirror, wiping any lipstick from my teeth.
I then walk back into my room and open my wardrobe. A disappointed smile sits on my face as I flick through the clothes I own. My eyes fall onto a small tight black dress. It's simple but sexy, it'll do. I take it out and get dressed. I take some chunky heeled boots to make myself look taller but still keep the comfort. I gently curl my hair and run my hands through the curls, creating soft waves. I then put on some sweet perfume and get ready to leave. I turn off all the lights in my flat and open my door.
Outside I'm greeted by a familiar blue pair of eyes. "Oh, hey Bella." He says, checking me out. A blush appears on my cheeks and I manage to stutter out a reply, "H-hey Matt."
"Where are you going looking like that?" He asks, a glimmer of lust in his eyes. I feel an odd heat take over because of the way he looks at me. A predatorial stare almost.
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Princess | Dream
Fanfiction"Unnecessarily dramatic as usual." He comments. "I'm not being dramatic!" "Tell it to the judge." Silence falls as I search my brain for a witty comeback. "That's a dumb saying." I say. That was lame. Dream laughs. "Couldn't think of anything better...
