Forbidden Love

7

~ Amirah's Pov

Friday came pretty fast. Time seemed to go by quicker now that I wasn't working. Whenever I was at work it always used to feel like I was working for hours, yet when I would look at the clock only thirty minutes had passed.

I'm still looking for a job, which is why I didn't want to quit my other one, but I'm happy that I finally escaped that hell hole.

I was preparing for tonight with Lonnie, Haven, and whoever else we're meeting there. I'm not really sure about the details, all I know is that I'm excited to take my mind off of these past couple of weeks.

I started getting ready at 5 because I decided to straighten my hair today, and Lord knows how long that takes. Haven decided to get dressed here too, and to say that I enjoy the company is an understatement.

Since we kissed, she has been more flirty with me, which I don't complain about. She's feeding into my delusions. She was doing her hair in the bathroom mirror while I sat at my makeup desk, and I'd catch her taking glances at me every now and then.

I finished straightening my hair two hours later, observing my waist length natural buss down. "What do we think?" I watched her come into view through my mirror and she just stared for a second.

"You look as stunning as ever." I did a little twirl, posing as if having my picture taken multiple times. "If I saw you in public, I'd kiss the ground you walked on. That's just me though." I playfully bit my finger and giggled, hearing her laugh as she finished doing the last twist in her hair.

I loved that she was tapping more into her femininity lately, though she's going for a more masculine look tonight. I loved that too. She had such a perfect balance.

"I definitely have a love-hate relationship with my shrinkage." I ran my fingers through my hair again, knowing that I'd be touching it all night. I looked at the outfit I picked out earlier, debating if i still wanted to wear it.

She came out of the bathroom, sparing me another glance before picking up her own outfit off of my bed. "Why do you keep looking at me like that!"

"Like what?" I paused when she stood in front of me. Her eyes shifted back and forth between my eyes and lips. I got nervous when she placed her hand under my chin and leaned forward, but instead of kissing me she turned back around and began changing her clothes.

"So you're just gonna.." I didn't even finish my sentence, she irritated me! I got more irritated when she laughed, not entirely sure what was funny in this situation. I walked into the bathroom, deciding not to do much for my makeup. I felt like my hair was enough, honestly.

I then struggled to slip into my leather black skirt, but the laced up slits on the side gave me a little more room to work with. I would NOT be shaking my ass tonight. I would be too embarrassed if it didn't move in this tight ass skirt. I put on the matching top, observing myself in the mirror and getting overly excited seeing the look all pulled together. It's lowkey giving rockstar, and I'm here for it.

"Are you ready?" Haven turned around when I spoke.

"You're beautiful. Do you know that?"

"Of course, you tell me so much!"

"Somebody's gotta reassure you."

Ugh, my heart. She said that like it was nothing.

I dramatically gripped the bathroom sink and my heart. "Here she go." I ignored her hate as I fake cried, walking towards her with my arms out for a hug. She wrapped her arms around my waist, tightly hugging me. I almost fell out when she kissed my neck right before she let go, and I pointed a stern finger at her as a warning.