THUGGIN TO LOVIN || T.K

𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗥𝗧𝗬-𝗢𝗡𝗘

"BORNY = BORED + HORNY."
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Alexa Sinclair

"Which one?" I held up both tops.

"That one." Aunt Colleen and Abby both pointed to the same shirt.

"But it's green." I looked it up and down.

"It's sage green, and that's your boyfriend's favorite color. There you go." Abby patted on my shoulder, I eyed the baby blue top.

"Fine." I held onto it, following their advice.

"Are you dating anyone?" Colleen turned to Abby, she shrugged. "On and off."

"She's exaggerating, it's more on than off." I rolled my eyes, walking through Hollister. This place is more expensive than I remember.

"Anyway, i'm not really into hood guys. Alexa and I differ in that department." Abby mumbled, giving me a look over her shoulder.

"Um. My boyfriend is very kind and respectful, just because he's in a gang doesn't make him any less than." I crossed my arms.

"You sound just like Selena."

Um. How.?

Colleen quickly shut her mouth, realizing she'd blurted something she wasn't supposed to.

"Nuh uh, you said it now you have to back it up." I held my stance, she winced.

"So, when Joe was trying to win over your mom... he joined a gang to impress her, and she didn't like that at all. But then, he had a mustang, so it worked out." She winked at me, my jaw dropping in shock.

"He was in a gang?!"

"What color was the Mustang?!"

That's such a Abby thing to ask.

"Yes, and it was red. Also, he was only in that gang for a week. He got jumped out real quick, he was really skinny. There was no way in hell that boy was surviving in there." Colleen chuckled, holding up a dress against Abby.

She nodded in agreement, resting it on her forearm. I love her outfits, she moved to Paris when I was younger to focus on her fashion career. Then she met her husband Seth.

They couldn't have kids, which is why growing up Ryder and I, were really close with her.

It was like we grew up with two moms instead of one, i've missed her a lot.

"Let's go to Victoria Secret, I need bras." Colleen lead us to the cashier, taking out her card.

It was very much discussed in the car that we weren't allowed to spend a dime.

And if I argued with her she'd tell my dad she saw Tom back in my room after hours.

We got our stuff, making our way to Victoria Secret, i've been in there two times.

I buy everything I need from Amazon, i'm not making my dad take me bra shopping.

"Your phone's ringing." Abby informed, tapping at the buzzing phone in my hand.