Paul & Moi

Chapter 12

We go back to several shops looking for a dress that is quite classy for the gala that my parents are organizing. After several stores, I decided to go into a shop a little more classy and a little too expensive especially!

"There are only snobs in this store!" Exclaims Paul. Everyone turns around and stares at us.

Paul laughs and I am. I go to the dress department and I see a very pretty navy blue dress that is quite tight. I also notice a classy black dress but quite sexy at the same time.

"Hey Neens, that one too, isn't it?"

He shows me a kind of awful green and white striped dress. I laugh but I notice that he is serious.

"I'm going to try it" I say to please him

He takes the dress and we go to the cabins. I'm catching a pair of black pumps. I go into the cabin and Paul is waiting in front. I undress and put on the blue dress. It has 2 straps and some lace details. She reaches me above my knee and refines my waist. I find it perfect for a small outing between lovers but not for a gala. I put on the black heels and pull the curtain out of the cabin. Paul is surprised and looks at me from top to bottom. He doesn't stop.

"Talk!" I tell him with a laugh

"It's...cute"

He does not seem convinced by his own words.

I roll my eyes and remove the curtain from the cabin. I put on the black dress. It's a strapless dress this time. Like the previous dress, it is very tight and reaches my knee. It's more daring but it's more classy too.

Paul pulls the curtain.

"Lord!" He exclaims?

I burst out laughing.

"This dress is just horrible!"

"What?" I answer surprise

"But finally look! She makes you fat and doesn't highlight you at all! Out of the question, change your dress!" He tells me

I close the curtain of the cabin, a little surprised by his reaction.

I put on the third dress, the one Paul chose. She has long green sleeves and the dress reaches my feet. She's horrible, I look like a salon granny.

I pull the curtain.

"Is that better?" I asked ironically

"Much better, we take it," he told me with conviction.

"It's a super important dinner, I have to make a good impression, I don't have to look like a potato bag. This dress is horrible!"

"At least dressed like that, no one will pay attention to you"

I then understand his reaction and I decide to play it.

"I take the black one" I answer

He approaches me and stares at me with an icy air.

"Out of the question"

"Why? "

"Because I said no"

"I think I can still wear what I want"

This discussion is tense and exciting at the same time.

"I have the right to give my opinion," he replies.

"I take into account your opinion and my will and if I want to put on this dress, I would put it on and it's not you who goes."

"YOU ARE MINE...

I am surprised by his words. He too. He recovers embarrassed.

...You are my girlfriend and...."

"Mr. Is he jealous? "I interrupt him by teasing him.

"Absolutely not. I'm not jealous"

"So I don't see where the problem is. I'll take the dress at the end point!"

He is silent and no longer dares to retaliate. I'm proud of myself for having the last word. I go to the checkout and pay for the dress. We are leaving the store, Paul is distant and doesn't look very enthusiastic.

"Do you still want to go to the lingerie shop?" I ask him.

"I prefer to go home," he answers coldly.

I think I wrinkled it but I don't have to explain myself. We are heading towards the exit.

"Paul?" Asks for a feminine voice.

We turn around.

I see a rather tall girl taking off her Gucci sunglasses, apparently. She has a hairless complexion and skin too smooth to be true. His look is more piercing than Paul's. His eyes are a powerful blue highlighted by a discreet eyeliner line and very long eyelashes. Her hair is a bright blonde. She is beautiful! She wears a super pretty white dress that highlights her wasp size and brings out her generous chest. She is the kind of perfect girl we see in fashion magazines.

I take a look at Paul. He's looking at her.

"What are you doing here?" He asks in a rather aggressive tone.

"Don't you kiss me?" She reveals her smile to fall of course.

She turns to me. She looks rather nice but looks a little superficial.

" Oh! I'm Mandy, you must be Nina, Paul's new toy"

"Ex'm sorry?" I ask surprised by his nerve.

"We're going," said Paul before taking me by the hand and training with him to the exit.

We rush outside and get in the car but I don't understand Paul's reaction. Who is this girl? Is it his ex? Why didn't he react?

He starts the car.

"Paul! Talk to me!" I'm screaming

He doesn't answer.

"Paul"

"WHAT THE FUCK????!!"

"Who was this girl? And how does she know that we're going out together when we didn't tell anyone?"

He sighs.

"I don't know Neens, she must have guessed it. It's not my habit to go to the mall with a girl by my side"

"Is it your ex? We are so different, she, she is perfect, she is a bomb while I, I..."

"He's not my ex! "

"So who is it?"

"No one important believe me"

"She nicknamed me as your toy Paul!"

The tone is rising.

"Do you feel like you're just a toy for me? If you prefer to believe a stranger rather than me, then I think it won't work"

"You don't make it easier for me either. You refuse to tell me more, how am I supposed to be reassured? "

"Stop fucking worried!'s what the hell! It's nobody, I'm telling you. So stop getting me drunk because I..."

"PAUL!!!! ATTENTION!!!!"

He brakes abruptly.