FIRST PERSON
After an hour of debating, I reluctantly agreed to let Logan take me to the mall.
I secretly wanted to go, but I didn't want him to spend his money on me. This resulted in him taking my purse and first, holding it up too high for me to reach.
Why the fuck does he have to be so tall.
Then, once I ended up grabbing it from him, he distracted me and then hid it. He won't tell me where it is now.
On the way here, I pretended to pout while staring out of the passenger window.
This ended up with him trying to do things we definitely should not have been doing in the parking lot of the mall.
Anywho, it's been two hours from being here and I've been into a lot of the stores.
We went into Victoria's Secret, unwillingly by me, and Logan wasted no time looking at all the different sets and underwear for me to be in.
I said no to all of them, but of course, he picked up everything he wants to see on me and bought it. The cashier lady gave me a smirk.
Now we're heading into a clothes shop.
I'm nervous to go in here, but i've seen a lot of cute clothes bought from here, so I want to get some too.
After shopping around for awhile, I grabbed a dress that caught my eye.
It was loose and flowy in some areas, and not too tight in others.
I went to the fitting rooms which were in the back of the store to try it on.
He came with me and sat outside while I tried on a few other things I grabbed.
I wanted to try on the dress last.
I said yes to some clothes, no to others, showing him all of them in between.
Now it was time to try on the cute red dress.
I kept my jean shorts on as they didn't make a print under the dress, and didn't show up under either.
The dress fit.
It was cute.
I've always been a little self conscious of my body.
I'm not going to say that i'm fat, or overweight, but there are just some things that I don't like. Things that have been carried with me since childhood up into adult life.
I began to tear up a bit looking at myself in the dress.
My shoulders look too wide.
Some of my side boob was hanging out on both sides.
Almost all of my insecurities peeking out at me through it.
I felt a lump in my throat.
"Baby, are you okay in there?" I heard Logan call out.
It hasn't taken me this long to come out and show him before.
I tried to reply as okay-sounding as I could.
Leave it to the fucking lump in my throat to betray me.
"Yeah," I said weakly.
This made tears start streaming from my eyes.
The door opened within milliseconds.
He stepped in and immediately embraced me.
"What's wrong?" He asks as I cry lightly into his shirt.
