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Oneshot #11

Sorry not sorry I had to bring back the R rated just a lil ;)

Him

"Everyone else is going, I know it's sort of kooky but come on! Please?"

"I said maybe, not a yes or a no, will see"

"I'll hold you to that"

"I know you will"

I didn't have to think about it, I'd do anything for her, even if it means going to a stupid party where you have to wear masks.

"If you decide to come, you don't have to come looking all formal and whatever, just wear something comfy. It's in three hours and it's at the boneyard"

"Right, what are you wearing?"

"A dress, I have too since my parents are hosting it"

This definitely isn't going to end well, but no way in hell am I going to obey some adults rules, especially her's

"You should wear whatever you want to"

"And get yelled at? I'm good"

"Fuck parents"

"Real"

"Which mask, this one?"

Holding up a gold and white mask, not paying much attention, more looking at how enthralled she was looking, knowing that was the one I was choosing.

"Or this one?"

Blue and turquoise, noticing the grip on it, a brighter smile appearing, liking that one better, thinking she was on the same page

"The blue one, reminds me of the ocean"

"That's what I was thinking too"

Placing it on her face, holding it up against her face, pretending to wear it

"How does it look?"

"Beautiful, can I see the dress?"

"You'll see it if you come"

"Tempting. I have to go, I'll see you around?"

"See you around, bye Jayj"

"Bye Kie"

Her

Leaving the room, immediately laying horizontally, knowing he probably wouldn't show up, wishing he would. Not being able to think about anything else, fuck I'm in love, and everytime I see him it gets more intense. I fidget with the twine around my wrist, braided into a bracelet, this one specifically matching with him. Trying to remain positive, I get up grabbing a dark blue mini dress, not too girly but still a dress. Placing it on my bed, I lay back down.

Time skip

Her continued

Everyone was with their boyfriends or friends, a little tipsy dancing by myself, the song "Unforgettable" by French Montana playing in the background. My hips swaying side to side, moving to the rhythm, feeling some eyes stare.

Him

I walk around in the crowd, knowing this was going to be hard to find her. I keep the image of the mask in my head, hoping no one had the same one. I see some people looking in one direction, attempting to find what was so amusing, I see her, knowing that was what everyone was staring at her. The alcohol in my system begins to take over, shoving past people to get to her. Still trying to remain anonymous, I finally get to her, tapping her shoulder