Denise’s POV
Thursday it is … and I’m feeling more terrible compared to yesterday. Damn! It’s not been 24 hours yet. My tummy’s been upset from time to time making me sweat; I didn’t sleep well because of this. It’s frightening to sing on stage in front of people I know and don’t know. Neil’s party would be held at a resort that I forgot since I’m stressed out, what if I puked!? Like on “Princess Diaries” that would be pretty much embarrassing, what did I get myself into! I would have just said no! NO!! There’s no turning back, Denise.
“Good Morning! Denise! Are you okay?”
“I’m too nervous.” I shrieked.
“That would just be quick unless you’re gonna have your concert there, you can do it, we believe in you!” Kourtney smiled, easy for you to say because obviously you’re not in my position hmph!
“But….”
“No buts, you’re gonna perform no matter what happens, now take a bath because we’re gonna shop.” Kourtney acts like a mom, a cool one. She’s older than me so what do I expect!?
“Okay mother.” I frowned. Lazily I went in the bathroom, I don’t know about you but I’m fond of long baths. I sing so well in here, I never did try on stage tho I’m used to speaking. Speaking and singing are totally different from each other that send massive pressure on my part. During my endless ritual I thought of songs that would definitely sing my heart out, it would be one of Selena Gomez’s or Nina Nesbitt’s or Tori Kelly’s or Bella Ferraro’s, I mean they’re so many to choose from.
“Can you go any faster!?” Kourtney shouted, banging the door.
“I need to peeeeeeeee.” She groaned, fuck! don’t go spilling your ugly fluids in my room, with that I finished earlier than ever. Instantly, we drove to the nearest stalls and malls with coffee just filling up our tummy.
We already went to all of the stores except for Sassy & Classy; the huge problem is… I still have no dress to wear!? I have to admit I’m a picky beyotch. Lucky for Kourtney she found her red bustier dress and I’m stuck to searching like a reckless monkey, on the contrary Kourtney’s gonna lend me some heels, I can’t just waste money on uncomfortable shoes, all I have is sneakers, flats and some slippers.
“Try this one.”Kourtney squealed holding a navy blue lace dress, it’s so elegant and just what I would love to wear, thankfully it fits perfectly to my body. It’s been centuries that I felt beautiful, staring at my reflection on the mirror a smile was formed on my face and determination was made that put a pinch of confidence on me on Saturday, I should nail it.
“Let me see.”Kourtney whined.
“Okay sheez, wait.” I said walking out of the dressing room.
“You look stunning.” Her face is amusing ha ha, that expression is familiar it’s like when… Ignore Niall and your stupid story Denise, shrug it off.
“Are you a lesbian?” I laughed.
“For you.” She winked.
“Crazy, okay! this would be it.”
“FINALLY!”
“So what now?” I asked while going out of the store.
“Uhmm me and Neil have to arrange some things, so I’ll drop you off at your house and I’ll just come to your house tomorrow morning.”
“Okay.” The ride was quiet, owing to the fact that we walked what seemed like days and I can sense something odd with Kourtney.
“Thanks Kourtney.”
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