Parties & Tattoos; Kethany

Fourteen

Bethany's Pov |

Franny & I are currently doing our makeup on the living room floor. Both glancing at eachothers work through the huge mirror.

We're going to the Teen Choice Awards. The whole house is, I basically live here. I've been sleeping here with Kian, he's been out most of the time on set of the movie he's been shooting for weeks.

"Beth, what shoes goes well with this shirt?" Jc asks as he holds up his black & white vans along with his multi colored ones.

"Your shirt has rips & print on it so the black & white ones I think?" I smile as he smiles back at me.

"Whoah that smile Jc through at you?" Franny says laying down her blending brush.

"Friendly?" I laugh.

"Kian hasn't been around much lately. You guy have been close so maybe." She says implying that he might have a crush on me.

"No. Of course not, yeah because my boyfriend is shooting a movie?" I roll my eyes.

I'm in love with Kian.

"Guys I'm home!" Kian's voice echos through the house.

I jump up walking over to him with a huge smile. It's been at least nine hours since I've seen Kian. Movies are annoying.

"Hey Kian." Franny smiles standing up hugging Kian as they both smile.

Uh okay.

I sit back on the floor finishing my makeup, adding my lips color, highlight etc.

"You look beautiful." Kian smiles sitting next to me on the floor.

"Thanks." I say lightly still remaining doing my makeup.

"Wanna come upstairs with me?" He asks.

I lightly nodd grabbing my makeup bag. Franny looks over at us with a serious look.

"What you do all day?" Kian asks as I sit down.

"I filmed an intro, helped Jc clean his room because he needed help organizing, & went to my apartment to grab my outfit for tonight." I say.

Kian looks down at his phone without a slight glance.

"Oh that's cool." He says smiling down at his phone.

"What did you do?" I ask.

"Oh, nothing. Film." He says still no glance.

I get up walking over to him. Franny.

"She's downstairs Kian. Go downstairs." I say grabbing my things & walking out the door.

"Bethany?" He says as he grabs my arm.

"What. You're gonna say, she just needed to ask me a question. I'll go get ready in Jc's room.

I pull away, walking to Jc's room opening the door quickly.

Jc stands there with no shirt fixing his hair in the mirror.

"Oh hey" He smiles as smiles through the mirror.

"Can I get ready here. I won't disturb?" I ask.

"Yeah sure, what's up?" He asks grabbing my things & sitting it on his drawer.

"Kian seems to be more interested in Franny lately I guess." I say grabbing my dress.

"Really." Jc says with a confused look.

I nodd & go into the bathroom, putting on my peach colored dress. All that's left is straightening my hair.

I walk out the bathroom to grab my straightener. Kian stands at Jc's door.

"You left your hair iron in my room." He says with it in hand as Jc stands beside him.

I look on Jc's bed. My straightener is actually in here. He smiles & looks down.

"I'm sorry Beth. I wasn't ignoring you, for Franny. I wanted to buy you a watch for tonight & I didn't know if it came in sizes or what? I was asking he because I had it & didn't know if it would fit you." He says pulling out a Michael Kors box from his back pocket.

"Kian." I say before he grabs my waist putting his forehead on mine.

"I love you. I wouldn't wanna make you feel like a second choice. I know you felt upset because of the passed. But you're all I wanna think about. All that I do think about." He smiles.

"It sounds like you're proposing dude." Corey peaks his head through the door frame.

"I have something else actually. I kinda lied." He laughs pulling out a ring from the Michael Kors box.

My heart begins to beat quickly.

"Kian?" Jc says as Kian grabs my hand.

"A promise ring. That one day you'll promise to be with me forever." Kian smiles.

I quickly grab Kian's face with my hands kissing his lips. Joy over filled me look at the silver beauty on my finger.

"I love you too." I smile.

Jc looks down at the ground with his hands in his pockets.

"Let's finish getting ready." He smiles grabing my things.

Now let's face the TCA' S

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Do you think the ring will last on her finger?