*** Kylie's POV ***
"I can't believe you've been invited to the BRITs!" Kyle exclaimed.
"Kyle, I'm going with Blake, he invited me as his date." I replied, sitting at my desk.
"Your his date! You left that bit out!" He squealed, sitting on the sofa.
"Its not biggie. He wanted me to go with him as he didn't want to be stuck with his Dad all night." I told Kyle, sipping my mocha.
"No biggie! You've got to look sexy! Blake Styles totally digs you!" Kyle exclaimed, clapping his hands.
"I already know what im wearing." I said, showing him the picture on my phone.
"Darling thats beautiful!" Kyle gushed. Kyle was right, the dress was beautiful. It was a tight black sparkly dress which flared out slightly at the bottom. The hips and neck were a cut out with mesh, i had decided to wear purple heals, so of course, my nails had to match my shoes and my lips had to match my nails.
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"Kylie, Blake's here!" My mum called, walking carefully down the stairs, my heels were 7 inches and the dress covered my feet so i had to watch my step. Blake was wearing tight dress pants, a fitted white dress shirt and a cute black bow tie. His hair was in its usual quiff.
"You look stunning!" Blake breathed and i blushed.
"You look good yourself." I winked and he chuckled. Stepping into the limo, One Direction and their partners were riding separately.
"Now, you do look beautiful, but i was thinking you also look sexy as hell." Blake said as we sat down.
"Thanks." I blushed. Again.
"My mum and dad are back together." Blake said.
"How do you feel about that?" I asked, looking at him.
"Well, she makes my dad happy, thats all that matters, im moving out soon so i won't have to worry." Blake replied, intertwining our fingers.
"Where are you planning on moving too?" I questioned.
"Abroad."
"What!" I burst.
"Australia, Spain, America. Haven't decided yet." He said as if it was nothing.
"Blake you can't get up and go."
"Why not?"
"Because, because i'll miss you!" I exclaimed.
"We're here!" The driver informed, opening the door. Blake helped me climb out, our hands still linked.
"I'll miss you too." Blake whispered in my ear.
"Kylie, Blake, over here!" Paparazzi shouted. We posed and smiled. Blake kissing my cheek now and then. We walked over to a reporter.
"Kylie you look amazing and Blake you've grown into a fine young man!" The reporter complimented and we both smiled.
"So, are you two a couple?" The reporter asked, looking at our interlocked hands.
"Yes." Blake said quickly and my eyes widened.
"Sorry what." I said raising an eye brow.
"I mean, Kylie Horan, will you be my girl friend?" Blake asked.
"Seriously?"
"Seriously." He confirmed.
"Yes." I squealed and he hugged me.
