Nothing Really Changes || g.d

[17]

✱Elsea's p.o.v✱

I open my eyes and realize that I'm completely covered in blankets. The sun shines through my blinds and that shows that it has to be morning. But the weirdest thing is that I'm still in my clothes and I don't remember brushing my teeth or anything last night.

Wait, scratch that. The weirdest thing is definitely that Ezra is laying beside me, with an arm around my waist. He wasn't supposed to sleep here, what happened last night? I remember us eating pizza and then watching a movie in my bed. Wait... I must've fell asleep while watching it. Damn, I'm such a bad friend.

But I must admit, his arm holding me close does feel good. I'm not sure in which way yet though.  I still don't consider myself attracted to him, but I feel something.

I carefully get out of bed, being sure not too wake Ezra up. He's still breathing heavy, meaning he's still asleep. I change out of yesterday's outfit and into a fresh one. I go to my bathroom because my makeup is catastrophic, it's smudged all over my face. Once my face is all cleaned up, I go downstairs.

"Good morning sweetheart, where's that cute boy of yours?" Mom smirks and puts her phone down, eyeing me up and down, probably because I look like shit without makeup.

"The prince is still sleeping" I joke and sit down beside her. "Where's the others?"

"Dad took the small ones to the warehouse to get some of their energy out for the weekend. What are you up to today?" Yes, dad and Ethan kept the warehouse and that's where I spent most of my childhood.

"I'll have to head to work, we have a lot of planning to do. So I should probably wake the sleeping beauty up" I sigh and rub my eyes, I'm still tired even though I slept much.

"I'll need you home by 6 though if that works? My stylist would like to meet you and talk about next weekend" I'm invited to billboard's women in music this Sunday. I'm going with mom since she's actually a woman in music. I guess her stylist wants to meet me for my last fitting, making sure that everything fits perfectly.

"I'll make it work, but now I gotta zayn"

I run up the stairs and barge into my room. I don't need to be quiet anymore since he needs to get up.

"Wake up sleepyhead. We have work to do. Important work that is" I climb up on my bed and shake him lightly. He starts moving and soon he's turned to me.

"What the?" He grunts and rubs his eyes.

"Yes I know, you fell asleep here last night. Come on, get dressed. We don't have all the time in the world" I take his arm and drag him up, and to my surprise he actually gets up.

"Fine, but I don't have any new clothes. You look beautiful without makeup by the way"

"Thank you and at least fix your hair" I ruffle his blonde morning hair and he chuckles. He runs his hands through his hair and it gets a little bit better. "Come down when you're ready, I have breakfast ready"

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"So, are you ready to do a panel next week?" I say with a huge smile on my face as I walk out of the office with Ezra. We just found out we'll be doing some kind of Q&A panel at a beauty event, kinda like comic con, next Thursday, and I'm really excited but Ezra don't look just as happy.

"No I'm not! I've never done anything like that and I'm not the best talker walking on this earth" I giggle at his comment and he eyes me.

"Sorry, but I'll be right there with you the whole time. I'll help you out if you get stuck" I pat his shoulder and he relaxes a bit. He breathes heavily and I almost laugh but I hold it in. I know this is hard for him since he's not used to it, but also I'm not used to him being this nervous.

"You'll be just fine, do you have a ride home?" I ask him out of politeness as we stand by my car but he nods.

"Yeah, my friends are picking me up. We're going out tonight, but thanks"

"Alright, don't do anything stupid. See you" I hop in my car and I see him do a salute from the outside. I chuckle and start the engine.

I arrive at home and there's a car outside that I assume is mom's stylist that's here. I mean, she should be here since I'm late. I'll just blame the traffic even though it wasn't any. This isn't exactly a surprise to mom since I'm often late.

"Welcome home honey" mom shouts from the living room as soon as I open the door. I walk there and I see mom standing on a pedestal in the middle of the room. She has a black dress on and Sam is walking around her, writing down something on a pad.

"Thank you, is that my outfit I spy over there?" I smirk and look over at the corner of the room where a black dress holder is hanging. Sam nods enthusiastically and I squeal, I've only seen this outfit on the sketch table before. Hopefully it turns out exactly like I imagined.

"Ok, I'm all done. Shall we take a first look?" Sam says and mom steps down from the pedestal and starts taking her dress off. Sam and I walk over to my outfit. She unzips the bag and I see the stunning jumpsuit I've designed. Well, co-designed at least.

"It looks perfect!" I exclaim and I touch the fabric in awe. It feels amazing, the navy color is just perfect.

"Let's try it on so I can take the measures" I slip the perfect jumpsuit on and the top looks stunning on me, it's sheer but not too sheer. The lace sits perfectly. ((A/N pic later))

"Alright. The top is perfect but I'll have to shorten the legs a little" Sam says and kneels down, taking out needles and all kinds of exciting stuff. I look down at the pants and I realize that they actually are long. Sure, I'll have heels on and everything, but the legs will still be on the floor I think. She asks me to take my heels on so that she can measure properly and so I do. She puts needles where she'll sew and then she stands up.

"I'm all done. Have a great night and I'll see you tomorrow Naima and you on Sunday" she turns to me and I nod.

"We certainly will. Thank you" we follow her to the door and watch her drive away.

"And now what?" Mom asks and I start walking up to my room.

"I'll head to Maia, just a typical girls night. I'll be back by 12 though"

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PEACE ✌🏼