It is What It is | {L.T./A.I.} | on hold

seven

"Don't make me look like a whore," I whined to Kat as I plopped down on my bed in a towel.

"You gon' look sexy as SHIT!" she yelled, playing and making me laugh at her. "Put your under-shit on," she said as sat back up. There was matching lace bra and underwear on my dresser, hot pink.

"You mean undergarments?" I corrected her, smiling.

"Whatever," she said with annoyance as she flicked through my closet, searching for clothes for me to where this friday night.

I don't think Louis and I had stop texting each other since Thursday. We talked for hours, during school, a little before, after, about everything and anything. But the conversation never got boring or stopped, we always had something to say, even if we really didn't. He was going to be picking me up at 7:30 and we'd head down to the tattoo shop.

My mom was working all night and my little sister was going to be stay at her friends house. I couldn't thank Louis enough for her, she's a lot closer to me now. She was like an immature best friend of mine, when she came home she told me about her dramatic friends and boys. Even if it was the thousandth thime she told me 'Brett' was hot, I couldn't ask for anything to change.

My mom got the job at a hospital and she's been gone a lot more lately. Of course the money she's getting is helping everything, but I feel like I never see her. I mean, she has her flaws, everyone does, but that doesn't mean I love her any less.

I laughed at my perverted friend, I put my hot pink under garments back into my drawer and pulled out a white bra and white underwear, both normal.

She turned around and saw me , "You're no fun," she scolded, I think the candy was getting to her., she was a little to hyper for my taste.

I laughed, "It's like you want him to get in my pants," I laughed at her.

She turned around, her face was straight.

"I swear to God if he touches you, I'm cutting his dick off," she said in a monotone voice as I laughed. She turned aorund and went back to going through my clothes.

"Can I come back in now?" Niall whined from behind my door.

He was over too. Helping I guess. Personally I just wanted him over here for fun, my excuse was that I'm going somewhere with a guy and that I needed a guy's perspective. Dominick was too perverted and careless of any situation given to him.

"No!" Kat yelled with a playful rudeness.

I laughed, "just one second hun!" I yelled, hearing him slide down my door and plump to the ground.

Kat then pulled out a loose coral colored tank top and some pale blue, denim shorts. It was cute. I looked at her with hesitation at the outfit, still not sure.

"You asked for my fucking help, so put your shit on," she ordered playfully. Her tone didn't say she was playing and I'm sure a stranger to us would be concerned she might crush me if I didn't do so, but I knew she was only playing with me. I slipped on everything and she went through my shoes at the bottom of my closet.

As I buttoned the last button on my shorts and pulled the tank top over it, letting fall loosely over me.

"Niall!" I sang and he opened the door, falling in since he was leaning on the door. He groaned as his back made contact with the floor. I worried about that boy sometimes...

"Loser," Kat announced from my bed, taking a sip of her tea. I didn't even see her get up and go over there.

I went over and helped Niall up.