Painful Love (MC fanfiction)

13 | Disgust

ASHLEY'S POV

"Are you at least close to ready?" He teased.

"I'm trying to figure out wether I should curl or straighten my hair." I whined.

"Just leave it as it is. You look gorgeous either way." A blush made its way to my cheeks. "Especially when you're blushing."

"How do you know I am blushing?" I asked instantly.

"Well, you blush everytime someone compliments you or when you're embarrassed." He said, as if it was obvious. It was true, though.

"Okay..." I chuckled. "Trying to ignore the fact that you're a creepy stalker."

"Oh, come on. It's one of the most obvious things about you. Just like how you tuck your hair behind your ear as a habit. Or how you quickly seal our love with a peck on my lips after every kiss. It's cute, actually." He said.

I rolled my eyes and grinned madly. "Alright, alright. But seriously, curled or straightened?"

"Just hurry the fuck up! I'm missing you." I could feel his pout. It lookrd adorable.

"You're not helping!" I laughed.

"Okay, fine, just send me a pic of it straightened or curled and I'll decide which is prettier." He rushed.

"Once I straighten it, I can curl it. Once I curl it, I can't re-straighten it, you dummy." I sassed.

"Oh, right. Uhm, just send me a pic of your outifit, I'll decide what looks best with it." He sighed heavily. "But hurry."

"Yeah, I will." He was silent for a while. "Ugh, bye!"

"Bye." He spoke through laughter. I hung up and laid out my purple dress on my bed. I laid my boots horizontally below my dress. I placed my tube of lipstick on top of my dress, on the left sleeve. My eyeshadow palette was placed carefully near the hem of my dress. I put my wrist stuffs next to the palette. I took a picture and sent it to Michael.

To: Mikeylicious
*image* it's not my best outfit, but oh well.

From: Mikeylicious
Oh well, oh well....

To: Mikeylicious
Don't Mayday Parade me

From: Mikeylicious
Hehehe ;)

To: Mikeylicious
Soo... Curls? Straight?

From: Mikeylicious
Is it still the same?

I took a selfie. I pushed my hair in front of my left shoulder, making my tattoo on my right seen. I took it and sent it to Michael.

To: Mikeylicious
*image* Very much so

From: Mikeylicious
Your lookin pretty *hearteyes emoji*

To: Mikeylicious
You're**

From: Mikeylicious
Wow, way to ruin the moment -_-

To: Mikeylicious
Hurreh boo

From: Mikeylicious
Straighten it (:

To: Mikeylicious
Thx, bah

From: Mikeylicious
Baii xx

I grabbed my straightener and started pre-heating it. I sat in front of my dressing table and stared at myself in the mirror. I looked at the red in my hair and sighed.