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recently i had found my new addiction- shopping. my favorite place had become the mall and no matter how full my closet and drawers got, i couldn't get enough of new clothes. about once or maybe even twice a week i would find myself here, at my new favorite place. each week i'd reorganize my closet and try to sell or donate the clothes i wasn't into anymore. i was exploring all of the new fashion styles and trends and was simply just having fun. i thought of my new obsession as something good, but my boyfriend absolutely hated it. he didn't mind me buying new clothes or using some of his space for my new items, he just hated how much time i would spend being here. he would try his hardest to convince me to spend some time with him and not go out but i couldn't help myself. i would promise him that i'd be back in about an hour and that hour would sometimes turn into way more. a part of me felt bad but the other part just wanted to go out and just get a new pair of jeans.
sometimes though, luke would get bored of just waiting for me at home so he'd tag along with me. he'd try and make it seem like it was worse than being home though, groaning and complaining every now and then to try and get me to leave but i knew he secretly liked coming with me. i would try on everything for him and he really liked that. i would get some clothes, walk towards the fitting rooms and luke would be right behind me. he'd close the door and sit on the benches, giving me his opinions and reminding me that i looked beautiful in everything and anything.
today was one of those days. i woke up early and got ready to go to the mall, i had planned on getting some new bras and returning a dress that i was no longer interested in. when i had gotten up from bed i instantly heard a small groan come from behind me.
"what?" i had asked with my back against my boyfriend, stretching out my legs.
"where are you going?" i heard him mumble quietly.
"to the mall, where i always go to," i replied getting up from the bed.
"for what?" he mumbled once again.
"i actually have a reason, this time i'm not going just to go."
i heard him shuffle around the bed and when i turned to look at him he was rubbing his eyes. "let me go with you then," he got up from the bed as well and headed towards the bathroom.
"you sure? i don't want to bore you," i yelled out, squatting to get a pair of jeans from my bottom drawer.
"well, i have nothing better to do." he answered.
"ok then but i don't want to hear you complaining everywhere we go."
it was now an hour after that had happened and i had successfully returned the dress i no longer wanted. we had been into a couple stores but i surprisingly didn't end up getting anything. as i made my way towards victoria secret i heard luke's first groan of the day. i rolled my eyes, turning around to face him.
"i told you no complaining, babe. you wanted to come with me," i reminded him.
"i know but every time we come here you always end up getting something random. last time you got an ugly bra and granny underwear," he explained as i let out a small laugh.
"baby, i need new bras ok? if you don't want to come in with me then you can just go to a different store."
"can i help you pick them?" he asked, raising his brows.
"of course."
i turned back around and luke followed happily behind me. we walked in and made our way to a table with a selection of bras on sale. i was in need of a nude and white bra, since i had only one pair of each color. i began to look through the sizes and picked out the ones that fit me.
