Chapter Three- Shop till we drop

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Chapter Three- Shop till we drop

**Louise**

Saturday morning sunshine peaked through my lilac curtains waking me up. I yawned and looked on the sofa bed to see Jenny sleeping like an angel. It was half eight, so I decided to go for a shower, considering it wasn't too early and I wouldn't wake everyone up. I got my clothes and undies and pop to the bathroom.

After the shower I put on some skinny acid wash jeans, with a loose mint top that zipped up at the back. I slipped on some brown flats. I decided to have my hair in a messy bun and have on little make up such as foundation and mascara.

Coming back to my room, I saw Jenny had woken up.

'Hey sweet cheeks, good sleep'

'Yeah slept good thanks, hey do you think Haz let Tom come to the party'

'Haha I'm sure, like every single teen in town is going'

'Ha that's true, like Toms friends with Haz cousin'

'Well then he deffo be coming, so we have to get you something hawt as fuck' as I gave a wink.

'Sure thing girly'

**Harry**

My phone had woke me up, by a message from Daisy.

'Hey babe, fancy going into town today?xxxxx'

I sighed. Saturdays, Daisy always forces me into town. I can't complain because after, we go back to hers..

'Sure baby, be over in half an hour xxxx'

Half an hour later, I was at hers in her bed. She was always up for a shag, to which was perfect for a guy like me. After we got dressed, we made our way down town. We just made it in time for the bus as we are lazy shits to even walk.

'Harry, I need to go to River Island, I need to get something.. Sexy for your birthday night' she said winking.. I couldn't help but smile at the idea, but for some reason, I pictured Louise.

**Louise**

'Louise try that dress on NOW'

I sighed in frustration as I pulled closed the fitting room curtain. Jenny had picked out a bodycon black dress fully sleeved,that exposed the whole of my back. I put it on, as it just fitted over my bum. I put on some chunky black heels and held my black with chain detail clutch bag to my side. In my surprised, I loved it.

'Harry matee'

Shit Harry was here!? Wait with Daisy I guess. I haven't really spoken to Harry since Monday incident. No idea why, just seemed to have distanced.

'Oi Louise, let's see!!'

'Urm naa it looks really awful'

As soon as I said that, the curtain pulled back and I was dragged out by Jenny. There in front was Harry and his mouth dropped. I felt my face blush. Waitttttt woooooo, I was going red in front of Harry!?

**Harry**

There she stood. In that fitted dress, my heart was pounding. She looked fucking sexy.

'Haha looks like you gave your bro a heart attack' joked Jenny.

I closed my mouth, embarrassed I felt my cheeks burn a bit but I wasn't the only one, Louise's cheeks was red too.

*cough*'whats going on here' interrupted Daisy.

'Oh, Louise was showing me what she's wearing to my party, doesn't she look, Urm,.. Pretty' shit fuck bollocks. She looked gorgeous but I couldn't say that in front of Daisy.

'Mmm yeah looks alright, but I got the exact same one though baby, I WAS going to wear it for your night.. With these' as she held up a black laced g-string and for the first time, I felt disgusted.

**Jenny**

That fucking whore. Stealing everybody's fucking parade. She's a bitch and that's one reason why I don't hang with her or the cheerleaders. I saw the disappointment on Louise's face as she tried to keep in the tears. I wasn't having her knock down Louise's happiness.

'Thats a real shame, bodycon dresses look better on somebody with booty than a.. Stick I guess'

OMG Daisy's face.. Was fucking priceless and at the instant, Harry was dragged out the shop which left Louise and me in fits of laughter!

'Omg Jenny'

'Haha she deserved it' I looked at Louise. She was so beautiful, I wished I was her. She had a lovely figure, her curves were perfect.

'Jen, I can't wear this.. She look 1000 times better'

'LOUISE YOU ARE FUCKING WEARING THAT' and with that, Louise was going to that party, looking like a goddess.

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