"I'm the drug in your veins, just fight through the pain"
- The Weeknd
Prt. 3
"Make me" I smirked saying it unclear.
He stared at me before taking two steps towards me, the second he stepped toward me my heart beat quicken, making my body temperature burn.
He grabbed my jaw lightly making me look him in the eye , before smirking then walking out the door.
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It was probably eight at night as I woke to that bell. It had annoying sound that just sorta ticked me off a little bit.
"Oh my god" I rubbed my eyelids as the bell kept ringing.
I heard a knock on my door, I opened the door seeing- Chris smiling brightly, with a top button Jean jacket with a white and black black pyramid tee and dark jeans, red floral hat and a pair of steel Jordan tens, Chris and I have been getting close for these past eight weeks.
"get dress" he spoke sitting down on my couch.
"Why? Where we going?" I asked excited
"Just get dress"
"How I don't have any clothes"
"Yes you do its in the drawers" he rolled his eyes at me.
"Don't do that" I laughed going to the drawers.
"Just pick me something out" I rushed to my modish bathroom, still taking in the beauty of the gold and white.
Leaving out the bathroom, I saw a outfit laying on my bed a Navy Galvan Hidden-Corset Creppe Jumpsuit with a pair of black Giuseppe Zanotti Chain-Trimmed Mule Sandals.
"This nice" I turned my head toward Chris as he got up.
"I know I got style" he danced and I rolled my eyes, laughing at his tall ass.
Taking the clothes in my hands, I walked to the bathroom getting dress.
I looked at myself through the wall sized mirror looking at my outfit, I really looked nice.
"You ready?" Chris opened the door looking stunned
"Yeah come on let's go" we walked out my room.
