Chapter Eighteen

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”I have absolutely nothing to wear!”

                  My clothes were scattered all over the floor. I couldn’t decide on what to wear.

“He didn’t tell you how to dress?” Amy asked

“No he just said he had a surprise for me today and to be ready by 8.”

“How about this?” she said showing me my red and white striped top.

I shook my head.

“What about this?” showing her my shirt with a black anchor on it

“Nahhh, you’ll look like a sailor.”

“Wait I got it!” I said

I pulled out a white tank top, blue cardigan, grey skinny jeans, and black flats.

“It’s perfect! It’s casual yet sort of dressy.”

“Now for accessories!”

“Ugh!” she groaned plopping down on the bed.

“Should I just go with hoops and my sparrow necklace?”

“Yeah, just keep it simple.”

I put them on. I had straightened my hair the day before so I just curled over it so it would leave loose curls and left my bangs straight. I kept my makeup natural looking with white sparkly eye shadow and clear glossy lip-gloss.

“How do I look?” I asked Amy as I finished getting ready

“If I was a guy, I’d fuck you.”

“Uhm… thanks.”

“Welcome” she said smiling.

I was putting the last finishing touches when Zayn knocked on the door. Amy answered it.

“Hi Zayn!”

“Hi Amy. Where’s Marilyn?”

“Well fine don’t talk to me” she said pouting

“Oh I’m sorry. Vas Happenin’ Amy?”

“Nothing.”

“I brought you a surprise” he said.

“I thought the surprise was for Marilyn” she said confused.

“Yeah, but I knew you’d be here so I brought you one too.”

“What is it?”

“Close your eyes”

“Okay.”

He pulled Liam out from behind a wall and he hugged her.

Liam’s POV

“LIAM!” she screamed. She looked like a child unwrapping a Christmas gift.

“AMY!”

“hi.” She said tucking her hair behind her ear, shyly.

She was so adorable.

“How are you doing?” I asked her

“Good, now that you’re here.”

“Mmm. I have a present for you.”

“Another one! Marilyn’s going to get jealous.”

“Ready? Close your eyes”

She reluctantly closed her eyes. I leaned in and pecked her on the lips. She instantly grabbed my hair and pulled me closer to her. I gasped out of shock; I didn’t expect her to react that way. We moved our way to the couch without parting. She started taking my shirt off and then Zayn coughed. She sighed and pulled away reluctantly.

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