Yours Truly, The Celebrity

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I woke up around seven. I went to the closet and put on Ashton's shirt, and a pair of yoga shorts. I walked downstairs and made breakfast.

I decided to make some omelets with sausage and peppers in them, bacon, some fruit, and some country potatoes.

I laid it on the table outside, and went back in to get the apple juice, since we both don't like orange juice. While I was pouring, I found two arms wrap around my waist. I smiled and kept pouring. He rested his head on my shoulder.

When I was done pouring, I turned around and wrapped my arms around his neck, and pulled him into a kiss.

»Breakfast is outside.« I said.

He nodded and I grabbed our juice and we walked outside. I set both of them down and sat down. He sat down and started picking out food from the platter. He took a bite of his omelets and smiled.

»This is amazing!« He said.

I smiled and took a bite of mine. It tasted good. We talked outside for an hour after we ate, and then decided to go shopping.

I got ready, putting on Ashton's royal blue shirt and a pair if white skinny jeans with holes. I threw on a pair of white toms and straightened my hair. I wrapped a white bandana and a pair of white earrings. I put on mascara and eyeliner. Ashton came in and wrapped his arms around my shoulders.

»You're so beautiful.« He murmured.

I smiled. »Are you ready?«

»I would be, but you're wearing my shirt.« He said with a smirk on his face.

I poked his side.

»It's mine now.« I say.

He placed his hands on my hips and turned me around, there was a deep stare, but he leaned in and kissed me. I smiled and let go. I took his hand, got my purse and walked downstairs. Well actually, I ran downstairs.

»Woah. You okay there?« He asked.

I let out a small laugh and nodded. He let out a laugh too. I got into the car, and kissed his cheek.

»Girly, are you okay? You're freaking me out.« He said in that gay voice manner, casing me to laugh. .

I laughed evilly. He looked like he was about to pee his pants. I laughed a regular laugh, and he smiled.

We parked in a parking spot, and got out to open my door. I took his hand and got out.

Later, the first people I saw were Tyrone and Drake. I smiled widely and called out there names. I ran up to Drake and jumped into his arms, because he's to fucking tall to hug normally and I hugged him. He hugged my back, and I got down. I hugged Tyrone, he was a little bit shorter so it was easier.

I let go and went back to Aston, he pinched my cheeks together with one hand and place a kiss on my cheek. I smiled through my squeezed cheeks.

When he let go, I wrapped my arms around his arm and squished one side of my face on his shoulder as we walked into the mall. People stared at Ashton, while girls have me the evil eye. Ashton smiled down at me. Telling me I was safe and sound. I sighed and then we walked into Hollister.

I grabbed some jeans with lovely holes in it. I grabbed two sweaters, seven crop tops, a bikini, new bra and panties, which Ashton picked out.

Sicko.

I went into a dressing room and tried the clothes on. I like the two sweaters, four crop tops, the jeans, and the under garments.

I walked out and went to the desk to pay. She rang up, and I was about to swipe my card when someone pushed me out of the way and swiped their card. I gasped. I looked up and saw Drake pay for it.

»Drake!« I yelled at him.

He smirked as he signed the receipt. He grabbed my bags and held them.

»You didn't have to, here let me pay you back.« I said while digging in my purse. He slapped my hand and I narrowed my eyes.

»No. I paid for a reason.« He argued.

»Drakeeeeeeeee.« I whined.

He cupped his hand over my mouth, and I mumbled the rest of what I was saying, until I licked his hand. He let go of my mouth and narrowed his eyes as I laughed.

»I'm five by the way.« I said while trying to calm down.

Tyrone tried not to laugh, but couldn't help it. Ashton came back and shook his head.

»Is she torturing you?« He asked.

»No. Drake paid for my clothes, it was over a hundred bucks!« I huffed.

Ashton laughed as he paid for his clothes, I saw some of the shirts like the one I have on. He got a line green one, a burgandy, a orange, and a yellow. I stood next to him and looked up at my fucking tall boyfriend. He smiled.

»I call the yellow one.« I said.

He let out a laugh and she rang up some jeans. We walked out of the store hand in hand and our shopping day went on from there.