Infatuation. (Alex Constancio/Austin Mahone love story)

Chapter 2: The Party

I run upstairs and turn the water of the shower on. When I get in, I sigh. The warm water felt so good on my aching muscles. I hate moving so much. Ugh!

I get out and walk to my closet. I start going through all my clothes. What do I wear? All my stuff isn't really the style here. Plus I have a bunch of winter clothes because it's always freezing in New York.

I quickly dried my hair and out on a t-shirt and jeans. I walked over to Alex's house. I need help and one of the boys can tell me what to do.

I knock and Robert answers.

"Hey Chica!"

"Hey um I just realized I have like no clothes! Is there a mall here?" I ask and realize how preppy I sound.

He chuckles. Aww his smile is so cute. "Yeah. Do you need a shopping buddy?"

"Of course!"

"Okay let me grab my keys and tell the boys I'm leaving."

"Okay I will meet you on my porch!"

I run home and grab my phone and wallet and then sit on the porch. This should be fun.

Robert gestures for me to get in so I sit in the passenger seat of his car. He gets in and starts driving.

"So tell me more about you. Favorite things, Last name, love life?" he says. He kinda mumbles the last part.

I blush.

"Well my favorite color is Hot Pink!" I start.

"No way girl, me too!" he says in a high pitched voice while doing this weird thing with his hands.

"And my last name is Parker." I continue. "Love life? Eh, I'm single!"

He laughs. "No way girl me too!"

"So awesome!"

"Music for the lovely lady?" he asks.

"Hell yeah! Crank it up!"

He turns on the radio and Beauty and a Beat by Justin Bieber is playing. I scream.

"What?"

"I LOVE JUSTIN BIEBER!" I yell.

He laughs and turns the music up. We both begin singing in our most outrageous voices.

Before we know it, we have arrived at the mall.

Robert parks and we enter.

"Where to first?"

"Rue 21!"

We ride the escalator to the 3rd floor and walk into the store.

Immediately, I 'Ooh' and 'Ah' at the cute selections. I grab multiple skirts and blouses while Robert flirts with the cashier.

"Robert!" I scold.

He follows me to where the dressing rooms are. I tell him to sit down so I can try on outfits and he can tell me which ones are good.

45 minutes later, Robert has said no to almost everything I tried on. Hey, at least the kid is honest.

I was starting to lose hope as I tried on the last outfit.

It was a black mini skirt, a white see through top (Which I had to wear a spaghetti strap underneath) and red heels.

I opened the door and Robert's eyes grew huge.

"Wow!" was all he could escape.

He got up, grabbed my hand, and spun me around.

"You look beautiful Chica!"