Fix You.

[13]

I got a ride home from Cierra. I thanked her, made plans for later, and walked up the stairs. As I was walking up, I bumped into a male that smelled of stale cigarettes and cheap laundry detergent.

"Hey, I was just seeing if you were home yet. Wanna go to Buck's party?" he asked.

Buck has a party every night. I wasn't too keen on going, especially since I had class again the next morning, but I remembered my bet with Cierra.

"Uh, sure, let me get changed." I told him. He followed me up the stairs and into my apartment.

"Are you gonna peep on me, pervert?" I asked, annoyed that I couldn't get ready alone.

"You act like I haven't seen you naked. Up close and personal, babe. " he said, going through my mail that was on the coffee table.

I snatched the mail out of his hands.

"Didn't your mother ever teach you manners?" I said, giving him a look of disapproval.

"She might have, but I don't remember her. Old man sure didn't teach me any." he said. "So, what you plannin' on wearing?" he changed the subject.

"I don't know." I said, walking back to the bedroom. I didn't hear heavy footsteps, so I didn't think he was following me. I walked in and closed the door behind me.

I was looking through my closet for a dress when I felt a breath on my neck.

"What about... this one." Dallas said, picking up the shortest and skimpiest dress I had. I liked that dress, it was just a little small, I had worn it through first time I got into a bar when I was 15. I decided to try it on, just to see how it'd look. If it was too revealing, I would change.

"Okay, out." I pointed to my bedroom door.

"What's the fun in that?" Dallas asked. I threw the dress on my bed. I put my hands on his chest and pushed him out of my bedroom, locking the door after him. I stripped, taking my time, and I put the the dress.

Shit. I have to go across the hall to the bathroom to see myself in a mirror. I thought.

I unlocked my door and peaked outside, Dallas wasn't there. I ran across the hall to my bathroom and slammed the door and locked it.

I examined myself in the mirror. I had grown boobs since the last time I wore this, my cleavage was prominent. I decided to go change. I opened the door, and started to dart across the hall when Dallas stopped me.

He put his hands on my shoulders and looked me up and down, eyes lingering at my chest.

"I like it..." he said, and began to kiss my neck, pushing me against the wall. He began to move his hands down until I pushed him away.

"Wait until after the party." I said in his ear.

"Is that a promise?" he asked.

"Nope." I said, pushing past him to head towards the door.