Upgrade You

Chapter 13: Hugs

A/N: Because of the reads and votes from the last chapter, I (Kaylee) just decided to write and post another chapter earlier than usual. Tiff is gonna kill me. 

So if the chapter is sucky it's because it doesn't have that spark that only Tiff could put on it.

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Upgrade You

Justin's P.O.V.

"Good God, I am never going clothes shopping again." I spoke breathlessly as I looked over all the shopping bags that almost took up the entire space in my room.

"I haven't even shopped this much for myself in one trip to the mall." Selena laughed next to me. We had just came back to my house from the mall and I was absolutely exhausted. I never knew shopping was this tiring. We went to all the name brand stores and bought from all these pricy ads labels like Ralph Lauren, Levi's, Saint Laurent, Calvin Klein, Fear of God, Stampd, Nike, Jordan's, KD's, Vans, Supras, the whole enchilada! I was beyond excited to wear all these clothes to school. I could never go to Wal-Mart to shop for clothes again.

"Okay," I clapped my hands together and sighed. "What's next?"

"Next for what?" Her head snapped to me.

"The next step. What's the next step?"

Selena's eyes went wide. "Oh!" Then a smirk grew on her lips. "You'll

see."

I rolled my eyes. Next time she'll probably cut my dick off and text me like "Step 3: Their is no M-E-A-T in P-O-P-U-L-A-R-I-T-Y"... for those of you who actually got that joke, you may applaud now.

Okay, so maybe she wouldn't do that but still, I wouldn't put it past her.

"Alright so I'm gonna head on home now, Shae's coming over and she wants to "Spend quality time with me"," She put her hands up in air quotes and walked over to me, eyeing me suspiciously.

"What?" I asked, feeling self conscious. Was their something on my face?

She shook her head, in confusion. "Why do you always wear long sleeve shirts?"

I was taken aback by her question. "What do you mean?"

"Exactly what I said. I only ever see you in long sleeved shirts."

I didn't really know the answer to that question. I've just always preferred long sleeves over short sleeves. The classrooms at school are cold.

"Long sleeves keep me warm." I shrugged.

Selena smiled. "Okay. Take it off."

I immediately choked on my spit. "Wh-What?"

"Take it off." She shrugged.

WHAT  THE FUCK?

HOW THE FUCK?

WHEN THE FUCK?

HOLY FUCK!

"I j--I can't-- why do I-How?--I-Sel!"

"It's not a big deal, Kid!" She laughed. "Don't you have a shirt under?"

"I-I-I-I mean yeah, b-but... it's. What if I asked you to take your shirt off? Wouldn't you feel awkward too?"

"No, I trust you and I'd just take it off. I mean, I have a shirt under this too. If you're not comfortable with taking off your thick ass flannel then it's okay. I'm not gonna pressure you, Kid." She smiled genuinely.