Three Weeks With You

Chapter Ten: Ethan

"Now can you help me decide what to wear?" Maddison gave me a teasing stern look.

"Okay" I laughed and stretched out on her soft double bed with my hands behind my neck, quite comfy.

"Okay, so I'm thinking a dress or something flowing and hippy-ish, you know?" She said and threw doors back to reveal a very colourful and cluttered wardrobe.

"Okay" I nodded, "I am probably going to be of no use to you then." I said.

She chuckled,

"But I will try and help..." I continued saying.

She tried on several different outfits and they all looked amazing! But I like her better, in between the outfit with only her underwear and bra on. It reminded me of our little camping trip and I smirked to myself.

She threw her clothes all over the place, her blonde hair swishing and getting tangled up. After about an hour she decided on an outfit. She looked stunning.

"So you're ready now?" I asked sitting up from her bed.

She laughed, "No now that I have decided on my outfit, I need to do my hair and make-up."

"You don't need make-up though, and I like your hair already." I exclaimed.

"Thanks, but no. Besides it doesn't usually take that long." She said rolling her eyes. She bit her lip cheekily, "Do you want to help?"

I was taken aback, "As in do your hair?"

"Yes. And make-up."

Now it was time for me to laugh.

"Do you want to look bad or something?" I asked, getting no reply. Honestly sometimes, this girl is impossible.

She got me to sit in-front of her, spreading her cosmetics on the bed. She told me to go ahead and use what I wanted and what I thought was right.

"Okay, what's this?" I asked holding up a crème coloured bottle.

"That is what you put on my face to give me an even colour and nice complexion." She stated and closed her eyes.
She waited, sitting like this, expecting me to do something for a few seconds until she opened her eyes and snatched it from me.

She poured a little amount out onto her hand and told me to just rub it in like it was sunblock.

"Oh okay." Thinking sure, I can do that – doesn't seem too hard.

I patted a little of the substance onto my fingers from her out-stretched hand and started dabbing it onto her face. I started rubbing it around but it started looking patchy and uneven. One of her eyes opened.

"What's wrong? You made a little frightened noise..." She asked me.

"Did I? I can't imagine why... you look fabulous!" I couldn't help it, my face split into a grin and then I found myself laughing so hard, there were tears in my eyes. I saw the corners of her mouth twitch, as she watched me.

"It looks like you have a really bad skin condition or something" I finally said, between fits of laughter.

When she scrambled over to the mirror to see her reflection and the laughter that came out, had me in fits again, she threw her head back completely loosing herself and fell on the ground shaking with laughter, in a high pitched squeal.

I wiped away laughing tears and we both smiled at each other cheekily; finally calming down.

My tummy hurt so bad from laughing... I can't remember the last time I laughed that hard.