"Shawn come on" y/n moaned as she dragged me into yet another clothing store. Why was I even here? I was helping the girl I love find a dress to impress a guy who isn't me. I reluctantly followed behind as she reckless searched through clothing rails trying to find the perfect dress. She gathered a few and headed off the dressing rooms. Me once again following behind.
"This is horrific, in not even coming out" she chuckled from behind the curtain. There was another few rustles and she appeared in a tight blue dress. She stared at herself in the mirror. I admired every inch of her from her 'flaws' to her most perfect points. "Ew" she grimaced before heading back into the dressing room.
"y/n, why am I here again?" I shouted.
"I wanted a guy's opinion. Plus a good friend wouldn't let me go out if I looked a mess" ouch. I sighed and waited for her again. She pushed the curtain open and she smoothed out the red satin dress she was wearing. She stared at her self in the mirror repeatedly running her hands over the dress.
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"I don't know, it shows everything" she huffed.
"Wow, you look beautiful" I said almost absentmindedly. A small smile crept into her face.
"You think?" She questioned. I nodded and she pulled her hair to one side tilting her head. "Do you think he'll like it?"
"He'll be stupid not to" she chuckled before nodding.
"I'm getting this one. I love you" she squealed, but not in the way I wanted to.
