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[ 25 ] The Price of Fashion

"I wanna see!" River whined again for the fifteenth time.
I sighed exasperated. "River, we decided to wait 3 hours before looking. It's not even hard!"

He pouted crossing his arms, "Yeah but one look won't make a difference!"
"Don't make me disconnect from the Wifi."

To be frank, I was probably more anxious than him in seeing how people would react to the video which was why we both promised not to look at the view count or comments until three hours later.

It had been 15 minutes.

All of a sudden, the doors swung open and Clara strolled in wearing a dress that to be looks like spaghetti. That thought clearly wasn't just going through my mind for River leant towards me and whispered Run, it's the spaghetti monster.

I snorted, deciding not to comment.

"Oh my god! Have you seen your view count, Rivvy? You've already got like 75000 and it's been like a quarter an hour! Everyone's going mad!"

Taking a deep breath, I chose to glare at the ground for the spoiler since I'm pretty sure she'd burn to the ground with the intensity of the look I was giving her.

Gee, thanks.

To be frank, one look at the genuine joy in his face made up for it. His eyes lighted up as he looked at her, "Really?"

"Yep!"

He grabbed the phone out of her hand to look at it. Was that actually possible? I peeked over his shoulder and sure enough, she was right.  Ecstacy flowed through me as the disbelief drifts away. All my effort had actually paid off! I told him to scroll through the comments and nearly all of them seem positive. I tried not to laugh at how most of the comments are on how hot both of them are.

"Holy moly!" He squealed, jumping into the air. Let me repeat, with an emphasis on squealed.

I tried not to laugh but blatantly fail. "Thank you so much Kayla! I love you so much, you're amazing!" He yelled, his incredibly white teeth almost blinding me. The next thing I know, he's picked me up by the waist and spinning me around.

I didn't know what to do. Like I'd seen in movies that the girl throws her hard back and laughs but let me tell you that in reality, there isn't some cheesy love song playing the background.

Like you probably guessed, I don't make the best choice and instead got my leg tangled in his. Trust me, that painful position for my foot didn't get better with River spinning me around.

I letted out a yelp and shoved him backward. Not being much smarter than me, River tossed Clara's phone up into the air and screamed whilst flailing his hand around.

We plummeted to the ground, and River smacked his back hard against the laminate floor.

No matter how awful it made me look, I was momentarily glad that we didn't land the other way round for I'd been squished by the handsome bag of muscle.

Karma seemed to get revenge since a second later, Clara's phone came back down, hitting me in the head. Heck, I forgot about gravity.

"Haha, stupid Mckayla-"

"Ooooh! And this is why they call me a love guru..."

I twisted my head to see my Mum watching is. I groaned. This couldn't have been worse. It was almost hilarious how different the facial expressions of the two people in the room were. There was my mother, overly joyful. And then Clara, who looked like she wanted to tear me up like a chicken wing from KFC.

I tried my best to clamber off of him but he laughed, holding me tighter. My cheeks decided to turn red when he finally released me and I leapt away.

"Mum..." I said, slowly approaching her like a tiger. "Before you get any ideas, nothing happened-"

She folded her arms, grinning slyly and putting on sunglasses even though it's freezing. "Oh, it doesn't matter. I already know that I'm going to be having grandkids soon so I don't really mind."

My eyebrows furrowed. Either Spencer had got some American chick pregnant or she was insinuating something a lot worse.
"Ew, mum. Please just stop," I groaned putting my hand in my face as Clara storms off.

I vaguely heard my mum says serves you right to Clara before cooing goodbyes at River and walking away.

-xXx-

It probably wasn't the wisest idea to go shopping with Harley for the Awards night coming up. Honestly though, he did know the fashion world better than me. I hoped.

"River, I'm serious. You can't mess this up," I said putting on the sternest face I can muster.
A smile played at his lips, "You look constipated." I think I had gained immunity to him by now and sighed. Was I really going to let him write my little time to shine part of the Awards? It was between getting a dress or sitting here and planning the lines than the presenter would say about me. Trust me, I would have chosen the lines but the thought that River had been to these type of things more than me, was the only thing that pushed me over.

He chuckled, "It's fine, Kayla. Stop stressing. I know how much this means to you and I won't mess it up," he said, locking eyes with me and nodding. "I know what I'm doing."

The feeling that he probably did know what he was doing more than I did, felt strange. Pausing for a second, I nodded and spun around following Harley into the fashion world of dresses, gowns and other crap.

-xXx-

"Come on! This is the one!" Harley yelled, holding up a PVC dress that you'd have to be size 0 to fit into.

"Uh, I'll rather take than one;" I said, grabbing the fishtail blue dress into the changing room. I wasn't going to lie. It was gorgeous and did make me look like a damn masterpiece. Unfortunately that also meant that its was 5 digit long.

What did I expect? Fashion came at a price.

A price far too expensive for me that was for sure.

A second later the changing room curtain swung open and Harley strolled it. "Woah babe, you look fantabulous!"

I grabbed him into the changing room looking around frantically. Was he mad? Well, I already knew he was but still. "Harley! You can't just can walk into the girls changing room!" He shook his head rolling his eyes.

"Men can't walk into the girls changing room. Fashion experts can. Get it right, babe."

I sighed. It was going to be a long night.