"You used to give me an hard time back in the days. But when you took her from me, you took everything from me as well."
Choosing between the things you love and the things to make your future better is always something to think twice about.
PRETTYM...
- C H A P T E R T H I R T Y E I G H T - ON TOP [ Michelle Holland's POV- ]
I examine myself as I pinch my hair, on the hope it'll give my curls volume after soaking it in hair product.
My body was showing off by the tight jump suit that I was wearing, all black with lace ropes on my chest, revealing it a bit. I got it covered by wearing a blue bomber jack, this can be casual and cute enough right?
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With the adds up of some jewelry and my black sneakers I decided this fit was popping. As I examine my face, my everyday make up routine that consisted of eyebrows, eyelashes and lipgloss, I wanted to be extra by applying some highlighter.
Feetstep were approaching my room and I turn my head to the person who just walked inside. "Michelle?" It was Zion.
"Over here!" I call out and I turn my full body towards the door. Since my bathroom is connected to my room, I watch how his figure turns towards the door.
Zion opens the door more and I see his facial expression change from his smile to a jaw dropping. He then turns around, hand covering his mouth as he walks away. "Oh my god!" He almost screams.
"What? What is it? Is it my outfit? Does it show too much expose?" I ask hysterical, now that he reacted different than expected.
He turns around again, that's when I see that he still covers his mouth with both hands. He slowly walks inside, eyeing me from my tippy toes to the top of my head. "Damn!" He screams, removing as he bites his lip.
"Zion," I laugh, playfully punching him on his chest. He just couldn't get his eyes off of me, he kept looking at my body then back to my face as if he was in some trance.
"Look at my baby!" He screams, stepping closer to me as he grabs my hand.
He pinches his eyes shut and moans, "Thank you God!" He whispers.
"Zion!" I giggle.
"What? You look hot-no! Baby, you looking like a whole buffet." He says and pulls me closer towards him. "I just wanna touch..." He says, placing his hands on my sides. His thumb slowly rubs my hip bones, seeing he was biting his lip again.
"Keep yourself in, nasty ass." I say as I place both of my hands on his shoulder.
"All I know is that if you becoming more hotter than right now, I won't let you leave your house until you get punished for it." He says in a low voice, looking down to my chest and I instantly blush at his comment
"Then I'mma make sure to become more ugly." I wink, pushing his chin up so that he now was looking into my eyes.
"Good luck." He scoffs. "A snack like you only glows brighter within the minutes." He now return the wink, a smooth move made by the young lad.
