Make Over // Cameron Dallas

Step Two.

I woke up at nine o'clock in the morning at the sound of my alarm. I got out of bed but not before checking Instagram and Twitter. I saw a pic from Cam posted on Instagram with the caption: 'Getting a new hair cut today, I'm excited but I'm gonna miss this look. :( ' I smiled and got out of bed.

I got into a long black skirt with a split at the side and a nice white crop top ontop of it. I maid a fishtail braid and grabbed my converse. I brushed my teeth and added some mascara on my eyelashes and a light pink gloss on my lips. I walked downstairs and made myself some breakfast, I watched some TV till there were only five inutes left until Cam would pick me up.

I garbbed my phone and keys and placed them in my black and white, aztec print backpack along with my small notebook where I got the picture of the hairstyle Cam wanted and the clothes he liked. I grabbed a bottle of water and my black leather jacket. I got my jacket on and was about to place the bottle in my backpack when the doorbell rang.

'I'm coming.' I yelled while I quickly closed my bag and walked to the door.

'Heey Cam. Are you ready?' I asked him after I found him standing infront of my door.

'More ready than I'll ever be.' He smiled and I laughed.

'Okay, cool let's go.' I told him.

I closed the door and turned around. 'You look nice.' Cam said.

'Well thank you, you too but you will be better looking after the make over.' I joked. I punched him playfully on his arm and he ran away to the car.

'You are not getting a ride if you hit me.' He yelled while I ran after him to his car. 

'Well then no make over for you if I don't get a ride.' I stuck out my tongue and got into the car.

Cameron laughed and started the engine. We sang along to the radio until we got to the mall.

We got out and walked into the mall.

'Okay, first things first. We need to go to a hairdresser.' I looked around and saw a small hairdresser.

'Perfect, we will go with that one.' I walked with Cameron to the small shop and walked in.

A nice lady greeted us and asked us to take a seat. We had to wait a few minutes until a tall man asked us to walk with him. We got to a chair and Cam got in. I took a seat next to him and grabbed my notebook.

'So what do you want with your hair?' The man asked Cam.

'I want it like that.' Cam pointed to the picture in my hand and the man took it from me.

'Aaah, good. That will fit you perfectly. Let's begin.' He said while smiling to me.

'So your friend helped you with choosing, right?' He asked Cameron.

'Yes, she knows soo much about fashion and stuff and I don't know a thing about it so she is helping me out.' He said proudly.

I nodded and smiled.

'Well you sure know what you're doing because this is the perfect haircut for him, I couldn't have picked anything better.' The man said smiling.

'Thank you.' I said to him.

After 20 minutes of looking through magazines and chit chat with Cam and the hairdresser, Cam was finally done.

'Wow, that looks really good Cam.' I told him while I was admiring his hair. It sure did fit him perfectly.

'That's soooo dope. Thanks.' Cam said to the hairdresser.

The man nodded and led us to the counter to pay. Cam paid the man and the man gave him some advice about how to style his hair and stuff like that.

We thanked the man and walked out.

'Cool, now we need some clothes.' I said to Cam smiling.

'Yep, almost done. Thanks again for helping me out, (Y/N). I really appreciate it.'

I smiled to him. 'You're welcome.'

We walked to the first shop we saw and we asked the boy who worked there for advice. We showed him the picture of clothes we wanted and he helped us pick out the same sort of clothes.

When we both had our hands full of clothes, Cam decided to go to the fittingroom. I handed him all the clothes and he got into the fittingroom, I sat down on the chair infront of his fitting stal and waited for him to get changed.

'(Y/N)?' I heard Cam say. 'Yes, Cam?' 'Can you come in and tell me what you think? I don't want to look stupid in public.' I giggled and opened the curtain. He wore a red plaid blouse and a beige pants. He had the sleeves rolled up and looked incredibly handsome.

'Wow, stupid in public? If you get out girls will fall to your feet, Cam. It looks good!' I assured him.

'Okay, then I will get this for sure.' He chuckled and turned around.

'Okay, you can get out now unless you want to see me naked.' He laughed and I shook my head and left. I sat down again and Cam got into different outfits and I liked them all.

After a while he was done and we walked to the counter to pay for the pile of clothes. He got six bags and I took two to carry.

'Okay, so are we done?' He asked me when we walked out of the store.

'I don't know, is there anything else you want to have?' I looked at him.

'Ice cream.' He dragged out the words, sounding like a little kid.

I giggled. 'My treat then.' I smiled to him and we walked to the nearest place where we could get ice cream.

We ordered and waited for our ice cream. 'Do you think I'm ready?' He asked me.

'You are always ready Cam.' I told him. 'You are a great guy, don't worry.'

I smiled and began to ate my ice cream.

'You think so?' He asked me. 'Stop being so insecure because I know so.' I told him. He smiled and ate his ice cream.

'Cool.' He said.

Step Two was completed: Change the look.

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