✯Frenemies✯

Shopping slut.

As I looked out the window, my eyes were drawn to the grand entrance of the house. It was an impressive sight, with a magnificent stairway leading up to it and a beautiful garden surrounding it. The garden was filled with my favourite flowers, blooming in all different colours, and the roses, in particular, caught my eye. Even though they are popular, I couldn't help but appreciate their beauty.

Tom noticed my fascination and nudged me, bringing me back to reality. "Amazing, huh?" he asked with a hint of excitement in his voice.

I turned to him and nodded, but my gaze returned to the garden. The way the sunlight danced on the flowers was mesmerizing.

As the car came to a halt in front of the grand entrance, an old man in a finely tailored tuxedo appeared, his eyes trained on the door. As I stepped out of the car, he swiftly made his way towards me, his hand outstretched to offer me his assistance. His movements were graceful, and he exuded an air of professionalism and elegance.

"Madam, this way, please," he said in a gentle, yet commanding tone, leading me towards the door with a steady hand.

As I followed him, I couldn't help but take in the opulence of the surroundings. The walls were adorned with beautiful paintings, and the floors were made of marble that shone under the glistening light of the chandeliers hanging from the greatly detailed ceiling.

"Uhm...thank you, I guess?" I muttered, giving him an awkward smile, still shocked by the grandeur of it all. How could these scumbags be so rich?!

"What do you think, pretty cool huh?" Bill laughed, throwing his jacket to a butler who neatly hung it up and continued to stand in place, it was all so neatly put together.

"It's...ok," I shrugged, he gave me an eye roll and I giggled, I'd never compliment a guy like him.

I continued walking around, wandering and looking at the pictures hung around the entryway, while I looked I saw baby pictures of two twins, I couldn't tell which was which, and I wondered who they were.

"Hey! Megan! You coming or not?" Bill shouted from the top of the stairway, I ran up and by the time I had made it up all the way, I was exhausted.

"So...what am I doing here?" I huffed, catching my breath as I rested against a little table holding a decorated vase of tulips.

"Nothing, we're going shopping, I just wanted to tell you that up here." He chuckled as he ran down the stairs effortlessly, sticking his tongue out and then running out to the car.

"That motherfucker!" I groaned, slouching down the stairs and jogging out to the car.

"Took ya long enough, c'mon let's go!" He laughed, his innocent smile made me think he wasn't all that bad, but oh was I so wrong.

"Where are we going?" I asked curiously, I hadn't bothered to ask before.

"Shopping, duh? That's what you asked for as an apology." He replied, putting on his sunglasses and cap, which didn't do much because of his flashy clothes and recognisable hair.

"There's a mall near here?" I questioned, I wanted to know in case I needed some clothes.

time skip(⁠'⁠ε⁠｀⁠ ⁠)

When we arrived at the entrance, I couldn't believe my eyes. Looking up was like looking into heaven, I didn't know how many floors it went up but it sure was a lot.

"Where do you want to go first? Slutty or Slutty but innocent?" Bill said excitedly, I'd never seen him this wholesome.

"Uhh...slutty?" I said with a smirk and he grabbed my hand, dragging me to the Victoria's Secret.

"Jeez..why in here?! This is all so revealing." I groaned, I hated clothes shopping because it meant trying things on and standing for ages.

"Here, try this on!" Bill threw me a short leather mini-skirt which came with bright pink thongs that peaked out the sides.

"Really? This is like a swimming suit!" I protested, shoving the clothes in his face.

"You said slutty, you get slutty!" He continued searching through the clothes.

"Fine!" I groaned, heading towards the dressing room.

I took off my flares and put the mini-skirt on, of course, I didn't put the thongs on tho, and everyone could see my ass. But if it kept Bill from nagging, I didn't mind too much.

I stepped outside with my hands pulling down the skirt, doing a twirl and then scurrying back into the dressing room.

"Here! I'm throwing you over the rest of the outfit." Bill yelled from the other side of the room.

I caught them, it was a bright pink matching bra and a see-through black tank top with the Playboy bunny on it, I felt like a fucking stripper.

I put on my clothes and stepped out, giving back the clothes so Bill could pay.

"Well...are we going back now?" I asked, hoping it was a yes.

"Going home?! Now?" Bill laughed "We're just getting started!"

"let's go get your makeup done!" Bill yet again dragged me along, leading me to the bathrooms.

"Why are you taking me to the bathrooms?! There's a makeup place over there!" I yelled, trying to snatch my hand back from him.

"Because I can do it!" He said proudly, locking the door of the disabled toilets and opening his bag to dig into his bag for so many products.

"Where is it? I swear it was here..." He mumbled, intensely looking into his bag.

"Aha!" He turned to me with a grin, inching closer with eyeliner in his hand and eyeshadow in the other.

"Stop moving!" He groaned, holding me in place and concentrating on my eyeliner.

"Fuck! You got it on my face!" I screeched while he laughed.

"Jeez...you can just wipe it off." He smiled, taking his thumb and wiping it off.

He continued to finish my makeup, his face looked so cute concentrating...what the fuck am I thinking? He's a jerk!

I finally did it! I posted a chapter in a few days relative to the other chapter♪⁠ ⁠\⁠(⁠^⁠ω⁠^⁠\⁠ ⁠)(⁠ ⁠/⁠^⁠ω⁠^⁠)⁠/⁠♪⁠♪ Thanks for the motivation sabrinasagesfav