"(Y/n), you know you need to fix that..." said Kevin reluctantly, "what, my outfits are fine just the way they are!" I say defensively. "Look, (y/n), your on your way to becoming a mormon! Mormon women are supposed to dress modestly and you're doing everything but that." He said trying not to hurt my feelings. But he was right, I did need to buy some new clothes.
A Mormon wouldn't even be caught dead wearing the clothes I wore. My whole wardrobe was crop tops, tube tops, skinny jeans, short skirts, v necks and tight dresses. The tighter, lower, and shorter the better was my motto.
I looked at what I was wearing now, a short leather skirt with a cherry red, long sleeves tank top. I sleeves flared out but came back in due to elastics on the wrist. I had big hoops on that practically touched my shoulders and a little bracelet with my zodiac sign on it. I was wearing sneakers though, and that's pretty modest I guess.
"Fine, lets go to the mall." I say through a sigh. Kevin smiles and grabs my hand, "thank you for doing this for me. And I swear I won't break the promise I made to you almost a month ago to break a mormon rule before you're baptized. Maybe one day we can go to Starbucks and I can try a coffee. I'll have to work up to that though!" He says, fearful of the coffee. I giggle and we walk out the door and to my car.
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"Okay... so modest! Where can I buy some modest stuff?" I say confused, practically everything these days was cropped and shot and revealing. "Every store you normally shop at, you just got to make sure that showing skin isn't your main goal. You can still look gorgeous in a longer skirt and a v neck that doesn't cut as low. You have so many options!" He says, I pull down my skirt a little. I was becoming kind of self conscious with all the stuff he has been saying. But I also didn't want people to think I was a prude either.
We winded through the mall, all my favorite stores were just calling my name but was it even worth it anymore? I sighed and held his hand as we walked into forever 21. "I doubt we are going to find anything that meets the 'Mormon requirements' in here. But you can try." I say rolling my eyes. I find tee shirts, knee skirts, sweaters and tee shirt dresses. Things that I wouldn't normally wear but I try on anyways just because they met the rule of being modest.
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I came out of the dressing room in each outfit, Kevin acted as if it was a fashion show. Every time I walked out he would smile and have a look of awe on his face.
I walk out in a long red, it is right, but not the kind of tight that I'm used to. The kind that perfectly compliments your curves without exaggerating like my old clothes used to do. The dress graced my ankles and it didn't cut too low. Kevin looked so shocked, he wasn't smiling like the other times I came out
"Kevin, what's wrong." I say running over to him, sitting down on a chair. "Absolutely nothing, you just look so stunning." He said as he pulled me into a passionate kiss. It felt electric but at the same time it felt innocent. We kissed all the time but absolutely nothing like this.
The kiss lasted about 20 seconds and then he broke away and just stared at me. His eyes were wide, he looked like a kid in a candy store. "I can't believe I'm with a girl who looks like you." He said with a smile. Then we kissed again and this time the kiss was deeper. It felt like we sat there for hours, like nothing else existed except him and I and the stars. It felt like the earth just stopped rotating on its axis and everything was paused for the few seconds that we were connected.
A month ago before this all began, we were two different worlds. We lived blocks away but it felt like we were light years apart, mentally. We had nothing in common and now here we were. Kissing in a forever 21 dressing room. I wouldn't have it any other way.
