Lost

~Chapter Five: Dress Shopping~

We go downstairs and to his car.

"What's your favorite color?"

"Purple."

"I bet we can find one in purple." He turns on the car and starts driving down the road.

We drive to the dress store and go inside. I see tons of purple dresses. I start looking for my size, three. I find a couple that I like and go to the changing room. Peter sits down waiting for me to show him one. I try on the first one, I hate how it looks but I have to show him anyways. I untie my hair from my poneytail and it falls down to my lower back and is super wavy. I put on the black heels I grabbed from Lilly's room before we left and stepped out.

"Here I am. I know it's bad." I say while doing a turn.

"No. Wow. Damn. You look like a model."

"I don't really like this one. I'm going to try on a different one." I walk back into the dressing room.

>Peter's POV<

I don't understand why she doesn't wear dresses. She looks stunning in them. Control yourself Peter!! Don't get to happy.

>Brooklyn's POV<

I take off the dress I was wearing and try on the second one. This one fits nicely and hugs where I want it to.

"I like this one alot better." I walk out and I think Peter agrees because his mouth drops.

"That is it."

I look at the price tag and sigh, "It's a hundred fifty dollars. I don't want you to spend that much."

"No your getting it. I don't mind." Peter gets up and hugs me.

"Okay. Let me go change out of it." I go and take off the dress and change back in my clothes. As we go up to check out my phone buzzes.

•texts•

Hannah- Where are you?

Me- With Peter getting a dress for the dance?

Hannah- Lemme see!!!

Me- Surprise. Can't show. Oh he found out...

Hannah- What'd he say?

Me- He was understanding about it and almost started crying. Ill text you later.

After we pay for the dress we back into the car and drive home.

"You hungry? My mom probably has dinner made by now." Peter says and lays his hand on my leg

"Uh, kind of. Do you think she would like me joining in?"

"It's my mom, she won't mind at all! Trust me."

With that he takes me to his house. When we get there he was right, his mom had dinner ready and asked me to join. His mom made us a plate, it had so much food... More than I've ate in two months. "Hope you like it sweetie." She says while setting the plates in front of us. Peter starts eating right away, like a pig. I didnt want to be rude so I tried some. Whatever it was, it was delicious. I kept eating more and more until the plate was empty. After I finish the plate my stomach starts hurting.

"My stomach hurts, must've ate to fast. Peter can I go lay down in your room?"

"Yea, first door on right upstairs. Ill be up after I'm done helping my mom."

I go upstairs and go to the first door on the right, like directed, and walk in. His room is cleaner than I expected. His room has a bed in a corner neatly made. A dresser on one side of the room with a rack above on the wall holding all his hats, ontop of the dresser has all his rings, chains, and CDs. On the other side of his room is another dresser with a picture of Elvis hanging above. There's a small couch and TV set by the window. A door next to the dresser with his hats above, I'm assuming a closet. After looking around his room I take a seat on his bed. I never ate that much before and started to feel tired. I didnt want to lay in my clothes because I might fall asleep and I don't want to sleep in my uncomfortable clothes. I decide to look through his drawers. Right when I opened the bottom drawer I instantly got hit with the smell of him. I searched for a pair of shorts. Once I found a pair I grab them and close the drawer. I open the drawer above and it's his shirts. I found a blue tanktop and grab it. There is another door close to his bed and I open it. It's his bathroom. I go in the bathroom and take off my clothes and put his on. When I put his clothes on I could smell his scent even more. I couldn't help but smell them. I open the bathroom door and fold my clothes neatly and lay them on the side of the couch. I lay down on his bed and get under the covers. I felt something cold under my shoulder, I pull what's under me and it's one of his gold chains. I move it then lay on my side facing the door. I pull the covers over my shoulder and get comfy. I close my eyes, then I hear the door open.

>Peter's POV<

After I'm finished helping my mom I go upstairs to my room. When I open the door Brooklyn is laying down asleep. I take off my shirt and change from jeans to some shorts. When I put my clothes in the basket I noticed her clothes on the couch. I see my tanktop on her, from the strap, and assume she just changed into more comfy clothes.

>Brooklyn's POV<

I pretend I'm asleep and I feel the bed sink in from Peter sitting down. I feel his leg go over mine and him climbing over me. He lays down behind me and puts his arm around my waist and pulls me closer, keeping his arm around my waist. I can feel his bare skin touch my back and his cold rings touch my stomach. It sends a shiver through my body. He whispers, "I'm sorry." I lay still. He moves his other arm under me, holding my hand. Slowly he moves his hand to my arm, he starts to go across my cuts with his fingers. "I love you." He kisses my cheek and continues running his fingers across my arm. It soothes me until I fall asleep.