(A picture of Zoe's pink dress is shown above!)Yeah, it's pretty clear, I ain't no size two,
But I can shake it, shake it, like I'm supposed to do!
'Cause I got that boom boom that all the boys chase...
And all the right junk in all the right places!I see the magazine workin' that Photoshop..
We know that shit ain't real, come on now, make it stop!
If you got beauty, beauty, just raise 'em up...
'Cause every inch of you is perfect from the bottom to the top!- All About That Bass by
Meghan Trainor.🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓
I reached home. Changed, and started off with my daily, boring, normal routine stuff. About two hours later, I heard shuffling down in the hall. So I went downstairs, only to find Selena rummaging through shopping bags.
"What is all this? You went shopping without me?", I say surprised. She never goes to shop anything without me.
"Umm... We are going out in about and hour or so, I just went to get something for you to wear", she says while still searching for something.
"First thing, I have clothes to wear and where are we going? And you did not tell me about it before, whats so urgent?", I asked her sprawling on the couch.
"Just out for my cousin's birthday party and no I do not approve of the dresses that you currently possess. So I decided to get something for the both of us. I didn't want you to look like a nun over there!", Selena said with a sly smirk and not even looking up at me.
I knew something's wrong but before I could interrogate her about it, she took hold of my hand and took me upstairs in my room with two of the bags in her hand.
Jumping on the bed she removed a pretty dress from Marc Jacobs out of one of the bag. It was pink in color with some work done on it with no sleeves. It was beautiful but too short for my liking. "Go. Take a shower and wear this", Selena told me.
"You seriously bought this for me? You know I hate pink!", I said putting the dress back on the bed.
"See just go and take a shower will you? Pink looks pretty on you and we are not babies to fight about color", she said while pushing me all the way inside the bathroom and locking me up.
"I am not opening it until you have showered Zee!", she screamed from my room. "You know I never miss my mom cause of you Selly! And mind you I really hate you!", I said irritated now. What is she actually upto? "Aww, I love you too!", she screamed again.
I took a shower quickly and wrapped the towel around me, and went over to knock on the door. "Selly open the damn door." She opened the door and pulled me out dragging me till my closet.
I saw that she had already changed into a purple color dress. It was too simple considering the likes of Selena.
She wouldn't wear anything so simple for her cousin's birthday party. Heck, she won't wear this kinda simple dress for any party.
"Put this on and then we'll put on some makeup! Be quick we are late", she said while handing me the pink dress.
Urggh! I hate pink! I pulled over the pink dress and walked out into my room. "This is too damn short!", I say while pulling the dress down only to make it slip down and show cleavage. "What the hell is this? It is too short I am not gonna wear this", I said and started moving towards the closet again.
She grabbed hold of my wrist and made me turn. "See, you know me well Zee. You have to wear it means you will have to wear it. I wont take no for an answer. Now c'mon", she said pulling me towards the bed.
"What's with you pulling me everywhere today?", I asked her, to which I got no reply.
She made me sit down and started her work. Blow drying my hair and god knows what all stuff. After about forty five minutes, when she was completely satisfied, she let me see myself in the mirror.
What she did was phenomenal! She had let my hair open in their natural waves. The make up was just perfect. Too much actually but I guess I'll have to manage. She had even put on a cherry flavored pink lipstick.
"Aww, I did such a tremendous job!", she said. "You know its not my wedding, then why am I so decked up?", I told her getting up and sitting on the bed.
"My wish now shutup and put these on and meet me downstairs", she told me while taking out a pretty pair of white three inches peep toe stilettos from Jimmy Choo.
I took them from her and wore em. I took my phone and went downstairs. She was waiting for me near the door typing frantically in her phone. "Lets leave!", she said moving out.
After about 20 minutes we reached the hotel. It was one of the biggest hotels in the city. "You didn't tell me the party is here. By the way which of your cousins birthday is today?", I asked her suspiciously.
"Stop talking we are late!", she pulled me inside. Clearly something is wrong. I just hope she doesn't murder me.
She took me inside the hotel and told me to wait in the reception as she wanted to talk about something to the Manager. So I started walking towards the reception. I was really totally pissed off! There's a limit to control. What Selena was upto I had no idea.
"What the f...", I said as somebody suddenly pulled me towards them covering my mouth with their hands. It was a guy I was certain. Strong hard hands.
He pulled me inside with him in a dark room. I couldn't see anything. It was pitch black.
I was trying hard to shout, but the noises came out blurred from my mouth because of his hands, and there was nobody to hear me out.
What the hell is wrong? Who is he? He pulled me with him into the garden on the backside of the hotel. I tried to pull myself away from him, but his hold was too tight.
When we finally reached the garden I looked around frantically. The guy removed his hold on me and I felt him step back giving me a little space.
"Oh. My. God.", I covered my mouth with my hands. What I saw was unexplainable. Just Perfect.
"This is so beautiful," I said with tears in my eyes, as I felt arms wrap around my waist pulling me towards them.
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A/N: Hey readers! What do you think Zoe just did see to get tears in her eyes? Who could that guy be? Do let me know your opinions!
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Zayn💋
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