Don't Forget About Me (An August Alsina Love Story) (Completed/ Editing)

Chapter 8 : A Night Out

Kalissa's outfit in MM

"Bitch whet!" Evette yelled after I told her about me and August's date tonight. "His sexy ass wanna take you out?"

I nodded, grinning like a high school girl who had a crush. She slapped my arm repeatedly, squealing. I scrunched up my face, pushing her arm away.

"Evette, ow!" I complained. "Your strong ass hands hurt!"

"Ooooooh, we gotta get you looking baaaaad!" She quickly got up and grabbed her purse. "Imma make you look so good, he gonna want you back."

I laughed, shaking my head. "Evie relax, its just a date."

"Kay, a date can lead to sex then marriage then kids. Didn't you know?"

I rolled my eyes. "Nope, I never got that memo," I said, sarcastically.

She rolled her eyes. "Ugh, you are so damn slow. You lucky you have me as a bestie. Now lets go."

We walked out her apartment and into my car, heading to the mall. Once we got there we basically raided each and every store looking for the "perfect outfit." By the time we hit the 13th store, I was tired and ready to pick up anything at this point.

"Evie, something simple will be fine," I sighed as she scanned the racks for something. "I mean its just August. He won't mind."

She cut me the eye, putting her hand on her hip. "Kay this is not just any August. This August Alsina. August Alsina!"

I rolled my eyes. "Well to you it may be dramatic and over the top but I knew August way before this fame and I am not about to try and impress him."

Evette sighed, but something caught her eye behind me. "Kalissa!"

"What?!" I jumped at her sudden yell.

"I found the perfect outfit girl! Ahhhh, oh my god its beautiful!" She ran to a dress on the rack, showing it to me.

"Eve-"

Before I could even protest against the tight, short, red dress she was already at the cashier paying for it. After the mall, we did our hair, nails and Evette hooked my makeup up. I was looking flawless.

I spun around in my mirror proudly looking at myself in my room as Evette applauded, sitting on my bed.

"Yaaaaaasss Kay Kay! You looking good mami, let me get ya digits, shorty!" She said, standing next to me in the mirror. I laughed.

"Thanks, Evie," I smiled, thankful I let her buy me the dress. It was doing my body justice, showing all my curves and my arch.

"Ohh, one more thing," She ran out my room and went to the living room. She came back with a shoe box.

"Whats that?" I questioned, sitting next to her on my bed.

"I bought these when you weren't looking," She grinned, pulling out black Christian Louboutin red bottom heels. I gasped.

"Evette! Its gorgeous!" I squealed, taking the heel from her and eyeing it carefully. "Thank you!"

"Why you saying thank you? These are mine," She scoffed. "I'm just letting you borrow them for tonight."

I laughed. "Well thanks anyway. These heels are sexy as fuck."

I placed them on, walking over to the mirror again, strutting. I was loving the way I was looking.

"August gonna be all over you," Evette nodded, agreeing with herself. "Shit, if I had a dick, I'd fuck the shit outta you myself."

I laughed, shaking my head. "Remind me to help you look for your chill button later."