♚Purposeful Hate♚|| joe sugg||

~dresses~

Leas pov

You never know how long you will be in A dress boutique unless you are actually knee deep in dresses off all colours and sizes. And that's where I was. Dresses all around me, all my girlfriends in the dressing rooms trying on their millionth dress of the day and it's only 13:15.
"This one is so pretty!" Seana squealed, opening up her door.
"Wait for the other girls seanny!" I yelled, and I heard her hum. The other doors clicked, and they all one by one followed out to where I was sat. I looked at Freya first, who had a baby blue mini dress in, sparkles all through out. I shook my head at hers, crinkling my nose.
Bells; of course she would wear the classic yellow, a beautiful long silk dress, but it clashed with her hair.
Seana; a red dress with a slit down the side. I could see the beauty in it, the sparkle shining from the lights of the boutique, but none the less I knew it wouldn't look right with marisas golden curls.
The dresses went on and on, and I could feel my patience dwindling as the dresses got worse and worse.
"Guys, I want you to look fit as fuck. I want your boyfriends to look and you and think 'god she is PENG.'" The all laughed as they shuffled through more of the dresses, each picking one more as I turned, not wanting to jinx what they picked. Someone tapped my shoulder, and I turned around to see all the girls gone but my sister.
"These next dresses are absolutely amazing, but if they aren't what you want, I know someone in the modeling business that could maybe customize dresses." She suggested, and I nodded. Smiling at her. She picked up a dress, and all I could see was sparkles, before running into an open stall to change.
"Were you going to go into the brides section after?" The lady who told us where to go asked. I nodded and she left me alone for the girls to change.
"Just come out at when you are dressed." I yelled to them, and instantly Marisas door swung open. She came out in a lavender dress, small ruffles running down the side of it. It stopped at her ankles, and it was a silk material. I felt bad, but it wasn't what I had envisioned at my wedding. Bells was next, and I didn't care about the other dresses anymore. It was lacy at the top, and had sort of a flower on the waist. It was a pretty creme colour, and it went down to her ankles. It was gorgeous, and I knew it would look amazing on all the girls. They each came out in the most gorgeous dresses, each tailoring to their needs. But Bells stuck with me, and I knew it was it.
"Bells, that's the one." I smiled, happy to get this whole thing over with. All the girls looked at the dress, agreeing that it was absolutely amazing.
"Can I just say, that your dress has to be gorgeous to beat this." Zoe joked, and I flipped her off. I looked at the girls around me, and I knew this was the exact group of people that I wanted to be here with me through it all.
"Let's go find my dress you skets." I giggled, jumping out my seat and heading to the place that the lady from earlier told me to go.
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Like I said, there are many dresses that aren't going to be the one. They could be too small or too colourful or just too plain. And that's one thing me and simon had talked about, we did not want something that was too classic. So when all the girls kept picking classic skinny white dresses you'd expect that I would be over my head in stress.

"Zoe I don't want classic!" I whined, letting her be the only one in the room.
"Yeah, I have your sister and bells on that. They get it, let the others be excited to see the dresses." She explained, and I slumped into my seat.
The door flung open, making me jump.
"This is the one! I can feel it!" My sister shouted, and I cringed.
"Shay, You are lucky I love you or I would not be trying that on." I giggled, the fluff dress barely letting me see her platinum hair. She gave the dress to Zoe, closing the door.
"This is really pretty! I think you would love this." Zoe shared, and I shrugged, letting her slip the dress over my head. It was gorgeous, I could tell you that. It had straps hanging off my shoulders. The bottom puffed out, and I didn't want to admit that it was what I wanted. The only thing I didn't like about it was the difference between the colour of the top to the colour of the bottom. We walked out to the girls sitting in their seats.
"That's a really pretty dress." Marisa smiled sweetly, and you could tell in her face that she wanted to say something. Marisa, Shay, bells, and Freya were the only girls left, the others having to leave for things.
"Next one." They all shouted in unison, giggling at eachother. Zoe rubbed her face, helping me into the room and unzipping the dress. She pulled one last one off the counter, not letting me see it before she dragged it to me.
"I feel like I'm struggling to keep it together. I don't want to have to go to another boutique. I'm scared that it will all go down hill." I whispered as she zipped up the back of the dress.
"Oh wow." I whispered, sucking in my breathe. It was astonishing, everything about it was astonishing.
"You look, wow." Zoe laughed, holding my waist as she shuffled the skirt of it around a little. I walked out, a smile on my face as all the girls went quiet.
"That is the fucking one! You look fucking PENG !" Freya shouted, standing up and taking my arms.
"Aw love you are sweet." I giggled, and pulled her hands and spinning in the dress. It flung around, and it was amazing.
"Yes, yes I want this one." I smiled, tears trying to escape.
"No one out of this room sees this dress do you understand." Zoe explained, and I just stood there in absolute shook. Everything was moving in slow motion, and my brain was replaying the same thought over and over.

You are about to become Mrs.Minter, and this is the dress that you will wear. It's all perfect
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So much to write, so little time.

How would you feel with say, a 3rd book? But maybe it be a spin off, so it won't go on forever, it would still be about lemon and friends.
Comment your opinion:)