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I get out of the warm shower, throw my robe on and blow dry my hair. Tonight is the night I should have fun, not worrying about anything other than Ashtons birthday.

I left my hair messy, but not too messy for it to look like I just woke up, for it to look sexy. My brown locks ran down my shoulder as I finish the last loose curl, smiling at my results.

I turned my music on and wiggled my butt to the beat, already excited for the dancing and the beat of the music all around me.

"Well someone is starting early" I heard someone say in the doorway. I jump a little and meet Michael's tall figure in the doorway, with his arms crossed and his face smacked with a smirk.

"Well, I'm just getting ready for your information so if you would like to leave, take one step back" I snapped. I took out my make up bag and searched for the items I need.

"You don't need makeup" he frowns. I glance over to Michael, putting his hands up in defense.

"I'm going out to a club so I have to look a little bit presentable" I chuckled, applying eyeliner.

"I wonder who you're actually looking good for" he wiggled his eyebrows. I gasped and smacked his arms.

"Shush! He could hear you, he's right there!" I whisper/ shouted.

"️Whoops" he smirks, starting to move slowly back.

"Don't be too long" he shouted.

"Don't worry about me!" I shouted back, putting my mascara on.

I finished my make up, making sure I didn't mess anything up. I went outside of the bathroom to grab my shoes and dress. I strolled out there, and noticed the boys weren't there, which is odd. I grabbed my things and headed back to the bathroom to change.

I took off my robe and slipped on my new pearly, white dress. It slowly slid up my curvy body, as I crossed the straps, placing them across my shoulders. I fixed the padding and slipped my black pumps on.

I glanced up and saw myself in the mirror, making me smirk a little. Damn did I look hot in this dress. It hugged in all of the right places, especially my ass, it looked bigger than usual.

I usually don't wear jewelry, but the earrings came with the dress and it was free so why not wear something with it?

The only jewelry I wear is the necklace my mother gave to me when I turned 9 years old. It had Stay Strong in cursive letters, to remind me every day why there was a reason to live.

I pierced it in my ear, making me squeal a little. I haven't had earrings in, in a very long time, and I say long.

I heard a knock at the door,I finished putting on my earrings and opened the door up.

"You ready to- oh wow" Michael begins but stops to check me out.

"I wish I was the one in bed with you tonight" he jokes.

"No one is going to be in bed with me Mikey" I sneered, fixing my hair.

"I bet a tall blonde boy will" he chuckled leaving the doorway.

"Well you're very wrong" I chuckled back. I followed him out of the bathroom, trying to put my necklace on.

"Why do you always say Asht-" I looked up and saw Ashton in all black, skinny jeans, a black tshirt and black shoes. He should wear that more often.

His hair was perfect, not one strand was out of place. He looked in my eyes, never looking away. I looked back down and tried to put my necklace on, I groaned in frustration because it just wouldn't come off.

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