Stay | Eminem

Chapter 3

The previous day flew pretty fast and the big day arrived. It was 6 pm and I was at home, waiting for Amy to come. We decided to do our makeovers together and then head to the concert. Of course, she had no clu where I'm taking her. I just told her to bring some elegant clothes. I thought we should wear something nice because well, you aren't meeting Eminem every day, right?!

I was staring at my closet. It was full of gorgeous dresses and high-waisted skirts but I couldn't find anything proper for tonight. It's not like I didn't have proper clothes, it's just that well I'm a girl and nothing wasn't good enough. I threw every piece of clothing on my bed and started checking them out.

''Come in!'' I yelled when I heard a doorbell. I heard steps and smiled to myself. I turned around and saw Amy smiling at me. I immediatelly pulled her into a hug.

''Happy birthday sweetie!'' She hugged me back.

''Thanks! Hey, what the hell happened in here?'' She looked confused at the mess on my bed.

''Yeah, I couldn't decide what to wear but that's why you're here, right?'' I winked at her, she rolled her eyes.

''Sure, what's the occasion?'' She smiled maliciously. Oh hell no, she's not gonna trick me.

''Sure I'm gonna tell you. Only thing you need to know is that we both need to look good.'' I looked at her and then at the huge bag she was holding. I smiled. ''What you got there?! Let me see!'' I grabbed it from her hand before she even realized what I was doing. I opened it and saw wondeful short purple dress with thin straps. The material was amazing. I absolutely loved it. ''Amy this is perfect! Where did you get it?" I asked her with a huge ass smile on my face.

''Birthday present from Chuck.'' She grinned.

''It's beautiful! You really found great guy, did you?'' I winked at her and she nodded and stuck her tongue at me. ''Very mature Amelia. Now help me, I have no idea what I'm gonna wear!'' I sighed and rubbed my forehead.

"Just go with that black dress over there and some high dope heels." She said and pointed at short black dress on my bed.

"You think so?" I asked and took a dress.

"Yeah.. It really looks hot with those crops around the waist." She said. I stood in front of the mirror and leaned the dress over my body.

"Well I think it might could work. Especially with my new bordeaux heels." I smiled.

"Shut up! You did not buy a brand new heels?!" She exclaimed and I laughed at her.

"Oh yeah, Chanel baby." I turned around and grab a box under my bed with heels inside. As soon as I opened it, Amy's jaw dropped.

"Oh my god. Can I hold them?" Her eyes were sparkling. I nodded and she slowly touched them. "I'm touching sanctity right now, can you believe it?" She grinned.

"I know, alright? They cost as much as my salary though." I sighed. "But hey, they're worth it." When it was about shopping, I was absolute psychopathic maniac. No matter if I was completely fucking broke I'd find a way to buy something new.

"They're fucking Chanel. Course they're worth it". She gave me a 'duh' face. "Now put them on. I wanna see you"

I pulled down my yoga pants and took off my grey t-shirt. Amy helped me to zip up the dress and I jumped in my heels. "So?" I asked with a small smile. When she saw me, she gasped.

"Perfect! Perfection. Pure perfection. I might become a gay." She said as her eyes traveled over my body. I giggled.

"Please don't. Now go get dressed too! Did you brought the heels?" I asked and she nodded.