This chapter is dedicated to: @lady_guardian_star :)
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Jill's P.O.V:
"I'm here! I know, I know I'm horribly late but the mall was absolutely mad." Perrie apologizes in her loud Geordie accent walking into my room.
"That's okay I just got done with her hair now." Eleanor tells Perrie.
"I really don't know why you two insist on dressing me up. I'm quite capable of doing it on my own." I raise my eyebrows at them both.
"Yeah you didn't even have an outfit until last night." Perrie raises her eyebrows at me.
"He only asked me yesterday morning!" I squeal a little irritated.
"Hush." Ellie shushes me."We have work to do and we only have an hour left."
"So how was your first class this morning?" Perrie asks as she takes out her make up things from her bag. I can do my own make up but apparently Perrie is a genius at applying make up.
"It was quite nice, they were as welcoming as seven to nine year olds can be." I smile thinking of my little class.
"You're preparing them for The Nutcracker right? Holly can't stop talking about it." Ellie's rolls her eyes.
"Yeah I have to prepare the lasses in my class to be the Snowflakes and the Dolls and the lads Angels and Mice.
They're so cute." I smile.
"So I was thinking smokey eye and nude lip or winged eyeliner and red lips. Which do you think?" Perrie and Ellie start discussing my makeup completely ignoring me.
"I think I heard the door bell." Ellie says as I start to put on my shoes.
"Crap it's already 8." I rush.
"Chill bubs I'll get the door. You hurry up." Ellie walks out of my room.
"How do I look?" I stand up turning to Perrie.
"Fucking mint. Duh! I dressed you up. Now get down stairs." She scolds. I nod taking one last look at myself in the mirror before walking out. I'm wearing a black dress that reaches mid-thigh. The entire top of it is lace so I had to wear a black bra. A little too showy for me but Perrie insisted I wear this.
The sound of my black wedges clicking against the marble staircase is quite loud and within seconds Peter is waiting at the bottom with a bouquet of red roses. My favourite. He sends me a charming smile and I blush looking away trying to focus on each step I take. In situations like this I would naturally fall so I'm being extra careful.
"Beautiful." Peter compliments taking my hand and helping me down the last step. I finally make it down the staircase in one piece. I look up at him only to find that he's staring down at me.
"Ugh just kiss!" I hear Ellie shout and we both look at her. Peter laughs then runs his hands through his hair.
"These are for you." He hands me the roses.
"Thank you." I can barely hear myself speak.
"I'll put these in water." Ellie walks over snatching the flowers from me hand. "You two go have fun." She shoves us out the door.
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As I step out of the restaurant, a gust of wind blows my way reaching my skin, through the lace in the top half of my dress. I shiver a little then feel something warm engulf my body.
"There you go." Peter says setting his coat over my shoulders as we wait for the valet.
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LIFE: draft
Fanfiction"Everyone has their fate and the more people try to avoid it, the more trouble they get into." W.Shakespeare. 17 year old Jill is dragged away, by her father from her current life of traveling and performing in ballets with her mother. When she m...
