I watched as the red light turned green on my curler, signaling that it was heated to the set level. I'm currently getting ready for mine and Charlie's date with my best friend and her latest catch later on this evening. Originally, Charlie had wanted to stay in and pig out together but after some convinving he agreed, because who knows maybe this one will be the one for her. Yep that's my best friend, let's just say there's been a few frogs down her path.
A sudden heat that didn't feel like that of a curler hit the side of my neck making me turn my head to my right. Standing in the doorway of our bedroom bathroom suite was the one and only, Charlie Puth. With only a towel wrapped around his waist, messy wet hair and a dripping chest. The sight could've made anyone drool or in this case burn a portion of their hair.
"Close your mouth sweets, you might catch flies" he chuckled walking over to his closet.
"Ugh, please I never had it open in the first place" I replied, unravelling the last of the curls from their hold and setting the hot appliance down to cool.
"Whatever floats your boat" I rolled my eyes at this but realised he couldn't see me when I saw his back was turned to me through the mirror. Deciding not to comment on his previous statement I squirted my Charlotte Tilbury Wonderglow Instant Primer onto my palms before rubbing it into my skin thoroughly.
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Looking myself up and down once more I sighed in satisfaction at the overall result. I mean I know that Alexa only invited me along for moral support but, hey, a date's a date & a girl's gotta slay.
The look I had gone for tonight was Sexy but Sophisticated. I had tucked a deep V-neck Zinc-white Blouse that had semi baggy sleaves into a White High-Waisted Pencil Skirt. My outfit paired up with Gold-Glitter Ankle Heels and a matching pair of Gold Channel Earrings which brought out the gold in my eye makeup, leaving my hair down in extended curls.
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I got to the bottom of the stairs to see Charlie sat on the couch. Eventhough he was so effortlessly dressed, he looked hot like he'd spent hours on his outfit instead of a measley 30 minutes. Envious was the feeling I had right now, if I could get ready in that amount of time and still look that flawless my life would be heaven.
Dressed in navy ripped skinny jeans, a white slight v-neck and a periwinkle overthrow, my boyfriend finally turned to look at me.
"Well I was starting to wonder what was taking so long but I think that's been answered. You look gorgeous y/n" he marvelled, wrapping his arms around my waist.
"I could say the same about you too, baby" I returned the compliment.
My hands went from his chest to his collar straightening it out a bit and pulling him closer for a kiss in the process. He didn't hesitate to respond, also moving his lips against mine. We stood like that for a while until I felt his hands slip down to my ass, cupping it lightly. Pulling away from the kiss I rolled my eyes smiling at how predictable he was.
