Forgotten memories

Chapter 16

The next day I go out with Zayn and Liam to go shopping for the party. We decided that Louis would arrange the guest list and Harry and Niall would buy the booze, while we'd go shop for cups and food. Harry and Niall had immediately gone to the shops in the morning and Louis was already busy in the kitchen, calling people. Louis has a whole list of friends, mainly girls, and was overly excited to give them a call.

Zayn drives us to the city centre and parks the car close by. We all get out, excited to find some good items. I also need a new outfit with some other clothes, as I hardly have anything to wear any more. We joke for a bit while walking to the shops.

'In here!' Zayn exclaims as he suddenly pulls me and Liam into a fancy looking boutique. There is a spotless white carpet on the ground and a sparkling chandelier in the middle of the shop. I look around me with amazement as Zayn and Liam immediately walk over to clothes racks on both side of the shops. I walk around for a bit and look at some dresses, not finding anything particular.

'Here try these on!' Zayn says as he pushes some of the clothes in his arms in mine. I look at him with bewilderment.

'You're serious about this?'

'You doubt my amazing taste for clothes?' Zayn asks with overdramatic voice as he puts his hand on the right side of his chest, aiming at his heart. I smile and sigh before taking his hand and shoving it to the other side of his chest, where his heart actually is. He looks at it with shock and I laugh.

'I definitely doubt your knowledge of the human body' I say between laughs. Zayn mumbles a quick whatever and pushes me to the fitting rooms. A shop assistant shows us to a few changing rooms, but it doesn't matter as all rooms are empty anyways. Liam joins us, his arms full of clothes as well. He passes me three dresses and sits down on the comfortable looking couch in the middle of the fitting rooms, laying down the clothes next to him.

'You're not going to try that on?'  I frown at him as Zayn walks into his fitting room.

'Nah,' Liam shrugs, 'Lou normally chooses our clothes and I know my size by now,'

I look at him with horror. It's not that Louis wears strange clothes, his style is actually pretty cool. According to Harry it changed recently, before he was always wearing stripes or red chinos, something I'm not really fond of. It's just that I can't imagine him shopping for the guys and them allowing it. I suppress a smile when I see it happening in my head, him walking in front of the guys with loads of shopping bags.

'He doesn't mean Louis, but Lou, our stylist,' Zayn says as he walks out of his fitting room, wearing dark jeans with a white shirt and light blue denim jacket. I'm slightly taken back by his outfit, it looks amazing on him. His words finally arrive and I nod understanding. Of course, famous boys need to look good at all times.

'What do you think?' Zayn asks as he makes a slow round, showing all sides. Liam nods approvingly from the couch.

'Looks amazing Zayn!,' I tell him, 'But are you allowed to shop without your stylist?' He shrugs and walks back into the fitting room.

'Not exactly, but as long as the clothes aren't too crazy no-one will notice,' Liam answers,' Now go change Kate, we don't have all day.'

I stick out my tongue at him and he grins before walking into the fitting room. I have 5 dresses with me, all completely different from each other.

'Zayn are you going to wear that outfit tonight?' I shout from my room while trying on the first one. It's a simple black one and when I have on I gasp at myself in the mirror. The middle of the dress has a see through material so that my skin in between my breasts is visible.