Deluded// Leonardo DiCaprio *FINISHED*

The dress

I woke up, excited to know what Leo's "surprise" was. I rolled over to face Leo, who was still asleep. I huffed and climbed on top of him to wake him up. "Babyyyyy wake upppp!" I whined. Nothing. "Leoooooo!" I said and again, nothing. "JACK DAWSON" I shouted, (Jack Dawson is Leo's character in Titanic). Leo woke with a startle.

"Babe, what are you doing?" He groaned, with a slight laugh.
"You said you had a surprise for me today." I said, and his grumpy face turned into a cheeky smirk.
"Yes, but your surprise isn't until midday, and it's only 10am now!" He said.
"Then get up and start getting ready, we don't want to be late!" I said, grabbing his wrist and dragging him out of bed. He just stood there, opposite me. I gave him a quick peck on the lips and shooed him away.

An hour and a half later, Leo and I hopped in his Cadillac.
"Where are we going?" I asked, to break the silence. He just looked at me from the corner of his eye, smirking, but said nothing. "Hellooo? Earth to Leonardo?" I said, waving my hands in his face.

"Vic stop that or we're gonna crash!!" He said laughing. "Now, put this on." he handed me a blindfold.
"Really?" I giggled. "We're gonna do this cheesey shit?"
"Yes, now put it on!" Leo said, playfully shoving me.

I felt the car come to a stop. Leo got out first, then walked round the back to help me out and guide me to our destination. We went through some doors, then he stopped.

"You ready?" I heard him say.
"Yep."
"Okay, 3,2,1" and he took off my blindfold.

Oh. That wasn't exactly what I was expecting.
A wedding dress shop.
To be honest, it was beautiful. It was big, with white walls, purple carpet, and a glamorous sofa placed in the centre. And all around were wedding dresses. But I was expecting something better.

"Wow!" I said, to not let Leo down.
"We'll go on then, look for your dress!" He said, slightly pushing me.
I looked around for what seemed like hours, but none of them were to my liking. After I had slightly given up, I heard Leo say "I love this one!" and I got a burst of hope, before I turned around and actually saw the dress.
It was white and strapless, with this sort of scarf thing attached to the back that you're supposed to... throw over your shoulder, I guess? It was tight all the way down to just below the knees, then it had one of those mermaid type bottoms, you know what I mean? I hate them.

"Oh, um," I started. "It's nice, but... Isn't it a bit expensive?" I said. Expensive? Really Vic, that's all you could come up with? You know he's willing to pay anything!!
"I don't care. As I said yesterday, I have money." He said.
"Well um... It wouldn't suit my figure, you know, I'm not skinny enough." I tried again.
"Well, you are on that new diet aren't you? By January you'll be size 8!" Leo really wanted me to get this dress. "Just try it on? Please?"

I went into he changing rooms and reluctantly tried on this dress. As I looked in the mirror I could already see all my lumps and my fat sticking out everywhere. I stepped outside.

"Oh, you're right." He said. "It doesn't really suit you. But it will in no time!"
"Leo," I said in a more hushed voice. "I don't like it. I don't like any of them."
His face looked shocked, and then angry. "So you're saying I-" I cut him off because he was too loud.
"Leo shut up!"
"So you're saying I pay two-thousand dollars for a private viewing," he started, getting louder and louder by the word. "I offer to buy you all these wonderful dresses, and you don't like any of them?!" He ended up almost shouting, and the cashier lady staring at him in shock. I huffed, grabbed his wrist led him outside.

"What the hell was that?!" I said once the door was closed. "You can't just start shouting at me in the middle of a shop!"
"Yes I can!" He yelled.
"Come on! It's only a dress!" I said.
He sighed. "You're right."

In the car ride home, we sat in silence. Why did this always happen? What had happened to him to make him suddenly hate me?

That night, Leo went out clubbing with his friends. I don't know what happened, but he came back a state. His hair a mess, sweat all over his face, scratches down his arms. I just couldn't get him to tell me the events of that night.

Three days later, I was sat in my sweats watching Coronation Street when the phone rang. I crawled to the other side of the sofa and picked it up from the coffee table, where it was sitting.

"Hello?"
"Victoria?" The voice said.
"Speaking, who's this?" I asked.
"Come to Café Gordo on Sunset Boulevard tomorrow at 10am. I will be waiting for you."
"Who is this?" I said again, and the call hung up.

This was a filler chapter, I thought that wedding dress shopping would be perfect😂 and I left it with a bit of a cliffhanger😝 since I've updated twice in one day, the next update will be maybe Wednesday, so comment, vote and follow! ~ Molly❤️