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《Chapter 31》

"What?!" I shout. Luke hasn't stopped staring at me the whole ride to the studio.

"You aren't wearing makeup," he laughs "and I love it."

"Oh crap I forgot makeup!" I shout, covering my face with my hands.

I always wear mascara because my eyelashes are so short it almost looks like I don't have any without it. I wear foundation because my face still breaks out, and eyeshadow and lipstick so I don't look like I only have eyeballs and a nose.

"Nonono!" Luke laughs as he takes my hands off my face "I like it! You look completely different. You look like you're comfortable."

"I am, and look at this!" I say, I swipe my fingers over my eyes and look at them. "See! Nothing smeared!"

"I love you." he laughs, squishing me to him and kissing my hair.

"Love you too." I say as I squeeze his shoulder.

"Will you two shut up!" Michael shouts. "I've turned the music up, talked really loudly, and turned the radio up even more and you still can't take a hint!"

"You jelous?" Luke laughs. Michael rolls his eyes as Luke smashes his lips to mine and pulls me even closer, then my seatbelt stuck.

"Safety first!" I mumble against his lips and scoot over to sit back in my seat.

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We got the dates set in stone. We'll be in Rome in month two of the four months we'll be on tour. I'll sing two of the ten songs with them and I'll also be the opening so I have to write my own songs too.

"Syd and Hope! Come to my studio!" Ashley sqreeches, running to her keys with Dylan in her arm. Candice was close behind her, running into Calum's arms.

"Candice! Do you want to model your new dress for Syd?" Ashley asks.

"Yeah! Put me down now." she says.

"Can I come and see?" Calum cries.

"No. Not until the wedding!" Ashley shout as we make our way to her black Mercedes Benz.

Ashley drove us to her studio. She recently bought a little glass section of a strip of stores to store some of her creations. She was planning on making Dylan's 'coming home' outfit, but she came a little earlier then expected.

Two little black dresses were sitting on some knitted manicans. One was all ruffles and one looked just like the brides maid's dresses we designed the other day.

"Is this Dylan's?" I laugh, holding up the crazy small dress.

"Mhm. And this is Candice's. I wanted to make her's first to make sure this is what we want. Can you change into this reall quick?"

"Is it still pokey?" She cries.

"No it's all done." Ashley laughs.

"Then okay." Candice steps into the dress and wiggles it up her body.

"Oh my gosh Ashley it's perfect!" I gasp. It's one strapped with ruffles going down the neck line and falls a few inches above her knee.

"You like it?"

"Yes! It's amazing!"

"Then I'll start on Hope and I's." she laughs. "Imma have to pull an all nighter on these though and you and Hope will have to come with me."

"Sounds good, but what are we going to do with the kids?"

"We can leave them with the guys..." Ashley says, looking over at Candice and Dylan.