The YouTubers (A Marcus Butler FanFic)

4- Clubbing

Fizzys POV

"Stay still!" I yelled at Emily as I try to straighten her wavy hair, but as you can tell I'm kinda having a hard time with that. She hates being still, she likes to always be moving and bouncing off the walls. I can't say I am not the same way though.

"No! why do I even have to go!" She yelled swinging her arms everywhere and moving around in her chair frantically.

"Stay still or you are gonna get burned! And it won't be an accident either!" I said trying to keep her still by holding her shoulders down so she couldn't move as much.

"Are you threatening me with my own straightener!" She yelled trying to stand up again and this time my straightener may have kinda touched her neck.

"Ow! You bitch!" She yelled as the heat, I being immature had to laugh. Of course I soon ran to the bathroom to grab a small hand towel and get it wet with cold water.

"Here put this on your neck, now stay still" I said handing her the wet towel and she did as I told. She pouted her lips as I began to straighten her light brown wavy hair.

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"Jesus Emily!" I yelped as she smacked the red lip stick from my hands and onto the floor, thank God I hadn't opened it yet or I would be more pissed. I'm only mad because it just had to roll under the freaking bed, great.

"Do I have to gooooooo?" She asked with her puppy dog eyes and a lip pout, aw cute she thinks that actually works on me.

"Yes" I said walking over to the bed and laying on my belly to grab the bottle of lip stick.

"Now stay still for just 10 freaking minutes please" I said and she nodded and I began to do her makeup as fast as I possible could.

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"No"

"Nope"

"Ew"

"Nah ah"

"Hell no"

"Emily pick a dress!" I yelled as she continued to say no after every dress I showed to her.

"Ugh! Fine!" She said falling back onto the bed, I smiled in victory and reached into my closet for the final dress.

"What about this?" I asked pulling it out and showing it to her, it was a strapless short black dress that reached to about your thigh, it fit tightly on the top and slightly flowed out on the bottom. It had a nice champagne belt around the waist that gave it a nice soft pop of color.

"Okay" She said as she grabbed the dress from me and placed it on the bed next to where she sat.

"Great, now shoes!" I said walking back to the closet.

"Great" I heard Emily mumble in sarcasm.

"These would look good with it" I said pulling out a pair of champagne colored pumps. She nodded her head and grabbed the shoes from my hands, that was easier than I thought it would be.

"Okay well now I have to get ready" I sighed as I walked back to the closet to pick out my own outfit.

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"Ready?" I asked as I grabbed my bag and looked at Emily to see her pouting.

"No" She said slouching.

"Too bad" I said opening the door and walking out behind her, having to give her a little push.

Oh yea in case you cared I'm wearing a faded maroon strapless dress that came to my thighs, it was fitted just like Emilys did. I paired it with my sparkly nude pumps. I lightly curled my long dark brown hair, and added a tad bit of makeup.