I Wear Skirts

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Hiya!

yay I'm so excited about this book. Its gonna be great.

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Calum

To- Curly Bitch

meet me at my house... need ur halp now!!!!

From- Curly Bitch

k

To- Curly Bitch

fuck u... y u send me k

From- Curly Bitch

k

I sigh, throwing my phone across the bed before pulling open my closet door. There are over a million skirts in this closet what the fuck should I wear? Ashton you bitch... better get here soon.

I hear the front door open, "honey I'm home."

"yeah... well we need to talk about the divorce..."

Ash slams my door open, "why you call me hoe? You're not dying."

I shrug, "I need your help. Im going on a date with Michael tonight and have no idea what to wear."

Ashton just laugh before grabbing me by my shoulders and sitting me down on the bed. He walks into the closet, throwing something around for a while before coming out with a lacy white sleeveless crop top and a plain black skirt that has a bow on the wast line. "wear this.."

"wow... pretty good outfit considering you're in sweatpants and a top." I smirk before starting to strip down.

"I really can't seem to give a fuck... you called me while I was trying to get my beauty sleep." He says sassily before jumping onto my bed, pulling out his phone.

"oh, I'm sorry I forgot you don't naturally have great beauty like myself." I giggle pulling up the skirt.

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Michael ring the door bell right on time. It had been exactly twelve minutes since Ash had left, saying something about fishing his homework.

I hesitantly open the door, seeing Michael standing there with a bright smile on his face.

"Ready to go?" He asks, holding a hand out towards me.

I take a hold of his hand before turning and locking the door behind me.

This would we a crazy night...

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