Incurable (BoyxMan)

Chapter 13:Dinner

Hiii my nincompoops, sorry for all my horrible and small chapters these past few weeks but as you all know it's Christmas time and my cousins from Australia came and I couldn't really type on my laptop or something like that because even though they are younger than me ( he's one year older than me and his sister is in grade 6 so you do the math) they can still read and question what I'm doing.

But I'm back refreshed and happy to type so watch out Wattpad! Red is here to stay.

^^ Nikita's outfit

---> Death of a bachelor- Panic! At the Disco.

+Nikita+

Dinner: a simple word or noun. It's a table full of people either family or friends eating food that the host made. Dinner can be a financial transaction with a business partner at a restaurant with small talk and awkward smiles. Dinner can be two people or twenty, there can be a special occasion or just a get together.

If dinner is such a simple word and an easy action, why am I freaking out then?

"Calm down, Nikita. You're not going on a date with the queen." Shaking my head I pick up a shirt from the pile that I ripped from my dresser.

"Firstly, he is like the queen. Do you know the good press I can get if I get a interview with him, maybe then the dream of being a journalist would be to your liking" I said matter of factly and throwing a bit of sarcasm in the last sentence.

"And secondly, it's not a date for the thousandth time." I continued. Rummaging through the clothes I took a white shirt out of the pile.

"Too casual and old" I said while throwing it back in the pile.

Picking up a shirt I pull it over my head staring at myself in the mirror, nodding I suddenly look down and see a stain." Nooo" I moan.

Pulling the item from my body I throw it down in anger, looking around in the pile I see a button up but it smells dirty.

Whining, I look up at the clock seeing it's almost 6 o'clock.

After walking around the exhibit and taking some pictures while Adwin walked on the runway we went out for celebrating milkshakes and burgers but Alex had to stay back and talk to the judges and some people interested in him to be an intern at their firm. Unfortunately they didn't win first place but second place.

It was really stupid reason he didn't win.

Get this they said his stitching on one of the designs was busy getting loose, I almost booed but being the wimp I am just squeaked but blushed when someone looked at me for it.

Shaking my head I begin panicking I pulled random clothes on, judging it and then whining about a stain or a smell even that it makes me look fat.

Hearing a chuckle I turned around with a menacing glare on my face and my hands on my hips. "Don't you dare laugh at me. Get off of your lazy ass and come help me your good for nothing-"a doorbell cut of my raging.

Gasping I looked at Adwin in fear, he rolled his eyes and pushed me into the shower." I'll go look who it is." He said turning around but before walking out of the room he turned around."Please shower while I'm away, you stink!" He exclaimed and ducked when I went to give him a weak punch in the face and threw a shoe at him while he walked out of the room.

Hearing the door open I breathed a sigh when I heard it was just Alex. Padding over to the shower I stripped of my clothes and step into the cramped little shower. If my shower looks like this and my fat ass struggles to enter this thing I don't know how the lanky Adwin Ryder can enter his.