He's taken, I'm broken (Louis Tomlinson)

Chapter 29

"I am not wearing that!" I exclaimed looking at the pink dress which would reach my mid thigh and would barely cover the upper half of my body. "When the hell did you buy that dress?? There is no way I'm wearing it."

"I bought it in front of you and I asked you before I bought it. I asked you if you liked it and you nodded your head." She huffed.

"Well I obviously wasn't paying attention. You know I hate pink." I pointed out.

"But just try it on please. If you don't like it I promise I won't force you to wear it. Just try it please?" She pouted.

"Forget it. No way in hell am I wearing that. I don't want to look like a slut and you know thats what I will look like in it." I frowned remembering all the times when Louis had called me a slut.

Ari sighed but then threw the dress back on the bed. "What are you going to do with that dress?"

"You can have it. I know you don't mind wearing these kind of dresses." I said looking at the dress with a disgusted face.

"Hmm I'm sure Niall would love it." she smirked.

I shook my head, smiling a little. "I'm sure he will."

"Okay." She turned back to my cupboard and opened it. I watched her shuffle through the dresses that she had hung up there by herself. After a minute she pulled out a blue and black dress. "You can't say no to this one. It's not slutty. I will not take no for an answer."

I examined it carefully. It was a strapless dress with a black waist and a small frilly skirt which would probably come down to my knees.

It was much better than the pink one.

But I still didn't want to wear it. "Do I really have to wear a dress?" I whined.

"Yes. What's wrong with dresses. You used to wear them on dates with Louis." She said, clearly annoyed.

"Well I only wore them because he liked them and he rarely took me out on dates where I had to wear dresses. More fun dates." I sighed remembering all those times.

"Whatever. You're wearing this. I don't care what you say. Just go and put it on." She threw the dress over to me and I caught it before it fell on the floor.

We both stared at each other for a while. Just stared. "Leave already!" I exclaimed.

She huffed and left the room, closing the door behind her. I took off my clothes and put on the dress. I looked at myself in the mirror.

It didn't look as bad as I had expected because I had gained a little weight since I had arrived and my legs didn't look like spaghetti anymore. The dress came down to my knees just like I had assumed and the dress hugged my curves perfectly.

"Can i come in?" I heard Ari's voice from the opposite side of the door.

"Yes." I replied. In a flash she was standing behind me.

"Wow. You look gorgeous. Now I'll just do your hair and makeup and you'll be ready to go. C'mon. Come to my room. I have all the things I need there."

Once I was seated in front of Ari's mirror she ordered me to close my eyes. I did it without arguing because I didn't care. If she even made me look like a child's drawing I wouldn't care. It wasn't like I going out on a date with someone I wanted to impress.

I felt her tying my hair and I said ouch every time she stretched my hair too much. When she was done I felt her do my make up.

After half an hour of pure torture she told me to open my eyes again.