Too Far, Too Fast (Austin Mahone fanfiction)

Eternity

Eternity

"And that's all? Nothing else?" Asks Gabby the next morning as we look thru my closet. I grab my guns and roses t-shirt, and a leather vest, smile at the piece of clothing, then grab some jeans.

"Yes. I would've sent him up but-"

"You know what would've happened." She finishes. I look at her and nod. She bites her lip and puts a hand over her stomach. "How far do you think I am?" She asks me, looking up. I walk over to her, clothes in one hand, and out a hand over hers.

"About a week," says someone out of nowhere. I turn around and see Malia. Gabby looks panicked but Malia shakes her head. "I won't tell. I have one of my own, you know." We laugh and Gabby sudden bursts. "Hell no! You are not wearing that, uh-uh!" I feel my clothes ripped from my hand, frown and throw my head back, groaning. I thought with the diversion of Alex last night, she wouldn't notice what I was gonna wear. "Nope. Here wear this and..."

"You know the whole point of my closet, my clothes, my room is that it is my choice what I do with everything, and what I choose to wear."

"I actually want you to make an impression for junior year and not look like a punk." I frown, as she throws me some types of clothes. It's six in the morning. How can she not feel sleepy.

"No! I don't wanna wear this. I've never worn high heels more than twice a year, which was only on special occasions, and with you I just broke that record. Why high heels?!"

"Oh, stop complaining. You're a girl. Heels were designed for us." She says. I pout and cross my arms, throwing the clothes at the bed. "Yes, BUT they were also designed to make a women's butt look smaller," I reason. She gave me a white dress with black bows printed on it, a black studded vest, and then some black heels. I didn't even buy these! She gets them when we go shopping.

I'm never shopping with her again.

"And to make it harder for them to run away." Adds Malia. I laugh. "See! Even Malia doesn't like heels!" I exclaim. Malia chuckles. "I never said I didn't like heels, I just can't wear them as of the next few months." I turn to look at her. "Come on, Malia! Help me out here!"

She just laughs and I'm pushed towards my bathroom with the clothes they are making me wear.

•••

"I feel so uncomfortable." I complain, pulling the dress down. Mostly all the dresses I have, Gabby got them for me. I only had about five before she started going shopping with me.

She slaps my hand and scowls. "Don't do that!" I chuckle, and hear the echoes of my heels as we make it to my locker. There's not many people on this hall since it's the farthest one. There's a few boys and they all turn to look at me. Great. I thought if we'd at least get away from the crowded hall way, I would feel comfortable away from hungry stares.

This dress seems to fit me a bit short, considering I'm tall, Gabby says that my legs look long and have a gold glow. It's that cream I use. My olive skin just makes it work.

They whistle, causing me to roll my eyes. "Damn, Les!" Says Jace, leaning his hands against the locker and pinning me. I chuckle nervously and push him away. "Sorry, Jace. But I've got a boyfriend." I walk away and on cue, Kyle comes into view.

"I don't like that dress." He pouts grabbing a hold of my hand. I look at Gabby behind me and grab her hand. "That's makes two of us, bud. But I gotta hand it to Gabby, I do look nice."

"Mhmm. Nice enough to have every single boy looking at you. Whoever knew that under those jeans, you had nice, olive colored legs?"

I slap him and giggle along with Gabby who laughs at how embarrassed I am. "I thought that they might have looked like Edward Cullen's skin." I scoff and let go of his hand. "Come on, gabberflabs. Let's ditch this hot skater boy before I beat the arse out of him."