N O S T A L G I C (incomplete)

5-Shop till you drop or drop when you shop?

*Astin's POV*
Brett grabs a shopping basket, litteraly pulling, no dragging me into the underwear store.
"C'mon Astin stop being such a baby, its just a bra."
"Just a bra?!!! No those are for girly girls!" I stomp my foot and start to throw a tantrum.
"Im going to get a leash for you. I'm not asking you, I'm telling you to come!"
"NO!!!!" I stomp my foot once again and fold my arms while I give him the 'pretty please' lip. He just pulls me in, the shopping basket dangling from his other hand. He sets his eyes on a black lace bra with a medium cup size and tosses it into the basket.
"Go to the errr......bottoms section and find the matching bottom in your size." He orders and I just follow. I walk to the opposite side of the store and grab the first black lace one I see in my size. As I was heading back Brett hollas to me, 'Time to fit on!' He rushes towards me and pushes me into the fitting room. He hands me the basket and closes the curtain.
To me a bra made my boobs look bigger and bigger boobs was for the popular girls. I hesitate to take off my vest but I feel that maybe a change in my life would help.
"Are you done?" Brett hollas to me. I slip on the last strap and before i knew it he's standing there with the curtains swaying a bit.
"You not allowed to be in here!" I whisper-shout. He doesn't answer but starts to slowly make his way toward me. He comes so close I can feel his breath against my cheeck. He hesitates but finally puts his hands in my waist. My eyes are fixed to his.
His hazel eyes soften up and I become a bit uncomfortable still feeling his cold touch against my skin. He turns me around to face the mirror. Then he slowly moves his hands upper and upper until he reaches just under my boobs. I go stiff and I suddenly cant move, not even twitch. He whispers in my ear.
"How does it feel?"
For a moment I didnt know if he was talking about the bra or him touching me but for the first time instead of feeling his touch I see myself with a bra on. A padded bra. I stutter.
"I...I..."
"You look hot- err I mean good." He gives a genuine smile and the butterflies in my stomach give birth to new butterflies. He moves his hands onto my breast and squashes it together lightly then feels the lace on the bra. I close my eyes and take a deep breath in when he does. My heart begins to beat faster than before.
I am bit too uncomfortable now.
"I think it fits...perfectly." And he pinches his lips together reavealing the cutest defect. A dimple. I feel a bit more at ease, getting to know his touch.
"I think I...errrr...kinda like it?" And he smiles.
He losens his hold on my boobs and drops his arms lazily brushing against my hip bone where a blue mark is situated.
"Ouch!" I look at my bruise.
"Sorry Astin I didnt know, sorry." He cringes almost as if he was in pain.
"Its still quite fresh."
"Fresh? what happened?"
"I bumped into Victoria while i was with my mom in the clothing store and she pushed me into the edge of the table."I shrug my shoulders.