Anxiety

Chapter 10 Makeover

(Ingrid's POV)

"Stop pulling your dress, you're gonna tear it." Kirstie warned.

"Are you sure this isn't too short?" I asked, Still pulling my dress.

This is one of the dresses that Kirstie picked up for me when we went shopping.

"Yes, I'm sure.  Stop worrying, you look perfect.  Let's go out and see if Scott likes your new look." She grabbed my hand and dragged me out of my bedroom. She sounded more excited than I am.

My face is all itchy with make up on, and I feel empty from my knee down.  This is just wrong.  I probably don't even look good.

(Scott's POV)

Kirstie is giving Ingrid a make over and I'm dying to see what the result will be like.  I mean she is already beautiful, but with Kirstie's amazing fashion sense, I bet she'll look even more stunning than she already is.

Pacing back and forth in the hallway.  Kirstie and Ingrid finally got out of the bedroom. 

"Ta-da." Kirstie moved aside and revealed Ingrid who was hiding behind her.

My jaw dropped instantly.  I've never seen someone so beautiful. 

Her curves perfectly showed in that black dress.

And the make up went for a sexy and bold look. 

"Please don't drool, Scott." Kirstie teased.  I glared at her.

"So...do I look okay?"  Ingrid asked shyly, looking at me with her cat eyes.

"Okay? Are you kidding.  You look AMAZING."

"Thanks..." She blushed and looked away.

I just wish that she could see what I saw.

''Come on Ingrid, there's no time to lose."  Kirstie urged.

"Kay." 

Kirstie walked out the door followed by Ingrid.

"Oh...uh.."  Ingrid  turned back to me.

"There something that I always want to do."  Ingrid said.

She pulled me closer to her, tiptoed and kissed my cheek with her soft lips.  Leaving a pink lipstick stain on my face.  She looked at the stain she made and giggled.

"You mean you always want to kiss me?"  I joked.

She hit me playfully.

"Bye, Scott."  She smirked and left.

After they're gone, I sat down on the couch.  Reliving that moment when Ingrid kissed me,  smiling to myself like an idiot.

Do I have feelings for her?  

I touched her lipstick stain on my face and thought to myself. 

But even if I do.....she won't feel the same...

This is complicated.  I decided to take a nap, and stop thinking about feelings and such.

(Ingrid's POV )

So here we are, at a bar.  And I actually got to talk with strangers!!

Some guys showed interests in me, but none of them catch my eye. I kept telling them that I'm with Kirstie and I'm not interested in men. 

"That's like the thirtieth person you rejected.  What's wrong, Ingrid?"  Kirstie said while holding a drink.

"Nothing.  They're just not my type."  I shrugged.

"This is about Scott, isn't it?"  She said.

"Of course not.  Why would you think that.  We're just friends."  I widened my eyes.

"No, Scott and me are 'just friends'.  I know Scott for a long time, Ingrid.  I can tell by the way he looks at you, he's falling for you.  Plus, I'm always right about these kinda things." She explained.

''Well, maybe this time you're wrong."  I took her glass form her hand and placed it on the other side of the table.  She's obviously having too much.

??: Hi!!

A tall, curly brown hair, blue eyes, well dressed guy walked over to our booth and greeted us.

He's so cute.  I think I like him...