i just got out of nicks shower, his shower is either to hot or too cold, you can't get in between. i grab my bag and take out my makeup, hair curlers, and obviously my lotion. i sit on nicks chair, facing his mirror before starting on my makeup, nick hops in the shower. i start and finish my makeup and the decided to do my hair, as i grab the curlers nick comes out.
"you're still not done?" he says,
"no, it's been 40 minutes, not an hour!" i point out.
he sighs and walks over to his closet, he grabs his outfit and his other things before waddling back into the bathroom. i finish my hair, nicks sitting on his bed.
"want me to dry your hair?" i offer as he smiles, he comes over and sits down, i ruffle with his hair whilst drying it. we finish getting ready for the event and we wait for matt and chris to carry our project outside into the van, i made sure to bring my bag with me in case i wanna walk home. nick and i sit in the van and wait until matt comes out alongside chris. they finish putting everything in the boot and we head to the fundraising event.
"chris?" i say,
"mhm?" he hums,
"did you think about it?" i ask,
"y/n, i said i'm not doing it!"
"chris, i know we never see eye to eye on things but i'm desperate for you to do this, it'll make everything we've done mean a lot more, just please chris." i say, practically begging. he doesn't say a word, he just smiles.
the rest of the car ride was silent, we got to the event and set up quickly, eventually, it was done.
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we had just finished setting up and immediately people were queuing.
the people that were on the stands waiting to get kissed were blindfolded, we thought it'd be funny.
"first up we have olivia!" nick yells, loudly. every boy in the school would be lucky to even talk to olivia, she was the typical popular girl.
teenage boys were jumping to our booth, kisses were happening and we were in the lead, 500 dollars, over a hundred kids had payed to kiss blindfolded people on stands, what? every other stand had only made up too 100 dollars so we're weren't getting beaten anytime soon, nor were we going to see chris anytime soon by the looks of it.
we were still at the stand, it's 9pm now, the booth will close in an hour and thirty.
"we did so well!" i say to nick who's standing there holding the money like a fan.
