A Better World With You

Chapter 43

Water dripping from my hair, looking at myself at the mirror, and thinking deeply of what I should wear while half naked. My body is just covered with towel and it's been minutes visualizing myself in different kinds of outfits that I have in my wardrobe.

My bed is piled with different clothes and I don't know how I will be fitting in a concert. Call me 'maarte' for being choosy with clothes but I just want to vibe with the occasion later. I looked at one certain white cami top, a pink Chanel vest, and a high waisted mom jeans. My eyebrows raised as I think it would be a basic combination. I then looked to my right and I saw my strappy padded flats. This one should be comfortable.

Actually, I'm having a hard time choosing and I am not even sure about this, but anyways, this is final even though it is not a kind of outfit that we are always expected to wear in concerts but I like basics. Consequently, I picked up those what I chose and wore it. After picking my own clothes, I'm going to choose my own jewelries. Damn! This will cause me to consume more time.

"George!" I heard someone called me from outside. Hearing that playful voice, I bet it is Kylie. I'm not surprised she's already done. When it comes to these occasions, she already got it planned. She prepares her clothes and things to bring before the day. The perfect reason as to why she is like that is that she can't sleep if she's not achieving what she imagine to view herself in that certain occasion. And at the end, she's not indecisive. What's final is final. Besides, she always slays. The girl is always shows confidence in her style.

"Hey! Sorry if I'm taking too long. Just a bit indecisive today." I answered while pressuring myself to search for jewelries that will complement my outfit. My hands are shaking with haste and my eyes are panickily roaming around the jewelry set to find a suitable one.

"You know, I can help you choose. That is, if you let me in." Kylie suggested. With that, I stopped whatever I am doing and opened the door for Kylie who is now shimmeringly dressed up. I looked at her starting from the head to toe. She is wearing a backless black top, black skort, and a black comfortable sandals. She complemented it with her gold necklace, bracelets, earrings, and gold rings. Her long silky hair is cleanly tied up showing her smooth bare back with just a few moles. She looks daring, seductive, and screams girl power. So this is how she wears on a concert.

"George, what happened to you?" She strangely asked while looking at me up and down. I rolled my eyes when I realized she's already judging the way I dress right now.

"Please don't tell me you want me to change outfits." I exhaustedly said while I am my one arm at the frame of my door, facing her.

"You read my mind!" She said in a sardonic tone and let herself in. I closed the door behind her and got a bit surprised when she started laughing while looking at a pile of clothes on my bed.

"You're really being obvious of indicisiveness today. But shouldn't you wear something more seductive like what I am wearing?" She said while shortening the distance between us. She even touched lightly my vest and slide her two fingers down, feeling the texture of my clothing. I don't know what she's doing but this is really getting weird.

"You look sweet, elegant, classy, a lot of girls will be there wearing something to seduce their crushies and here you are, being like a sweetie." Damn! What's wrong with her today? I attempted to hold her hand and get rid of it from touching my vest.

"So by means of wearing what you are wearing, then are you seducing someone from the band?" She chuckled at my statement. To be honest, I can't even explain my reaction anymore. It's more like I'm trying to be serious and weirded out by my cousin.