Five

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My stomach bruised horribly. I told everyone it was from me falling down the stairs. I don't know if anyone believed me but it was worth a try. It's been two weeks since that blast hit me and the bruise hasn't faded much.

I'll just have to be more careful next time.

Emma's birthday was coming up soon and at first she wanted a small get together but Adam convinced her to go all out. I was doing most of the planning since I was a party and wedding planner. So far everything was looking good. I ran my finger through my hair, it was getting in my way. I wanted to cut it so badly but I knew I would regret it.

"Hey Ele, Do you think we could go shopping for a dress?" Emma had her hair up in a braid, which I had no idea how she did it since her hair is barley touching her shoulders.  She had yet to dye her hair.

"Sure Em, when did you want to go?" She thought about if for a bit before saying we should go today. I nodded in agreement and walked over to my phone.

Emma and I are going shopping, won't be home till later. Xx

Malik responded quickly and we left.

I scanned over the racks of dresses. I couldn't find one I liked. Emma walked out of the dressing room and groaned.

Her dress was off the shoulder, and had long sleeves. It was tight dress that was a mauve color. "Ele, be honest. Does my gut pop out."

I glanced over her and raised an eyebrow. "Not even in the the slightest."

She smoothed her hands over the dress and walked back into the fitting room. Meanwhile, I continued looking for a dress. I hadn't worn one since my cousin's wedding last year. I didn't like them that much, I tolerated them.

I found a simple black dress that had spaghetti straps. It reached above my knee. I grabbed my size and tried it on. It was kind of stretchy but at the same time, it was thick material so I didn't have that much flexibility. I liked it, I would probably wear an oversized jean jacket over it or something.

Emma walked out in a red dress. It showed more cleavage than the last one and didn't have straps. I whistled. "I'd tap that." She snorted and pushed up her boobs a bit. She did a few poses before grinning. "I think this is it." I smiled before walking back into the dressing room to change back into my clothes.

I payed for both our dresses, much to her disliking. I told her it was fine and she could pay for ice cream.

The boys were already at the apartment playing on Malik's Xbox. I smiled and walked into my room to hang up my dress. I had already dropped off Emma. A hand slithered around my waist and rested their head in the crook of my neck.

"What did you buy?" I turned around and leaned my head on his chest. "You'll just have to wait, now won't you?"

He pouted and pulled me impossibly closer. I raised a hand up to place it on his cheek. He leaned into my touch and closed his eyes. I don't know what it was but I could've sworn my hand felt like it was vibrating.

When I finally removed my hand, the vibrations stopped. Weird.

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