𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐫 ✧ 𝐠.𝐝.

four

CHANTEL

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"well he's here," there was a long pause. "he said he's looking for you."

"wait what?" i run over to my closet and look at myself in the mirror.

i had one of my ex's shirts.

"i'm serious." i heard shuffling in the background.

"okay i'll be there in 20 minutes." i hang up immediately and try to look for something to wear.

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i pull the big glass door and inhaled the familiar sephora scent.

i spot solána in the back corner and started to walk her way.

"is he still here?" i look around the big store.

i only saw girls' heads, i haven't spotted a guy's head.

"yeah, he said he needed help to find a blush." she scans the whole store with me.

"why'd you wear all of that?" solána looks me up and down.

"it's only a dress? what's wrong with it?" i look down at my outfit.

"it's a tight ass dress? you couldn't have worn that all day at your apartment." solána laughs at me.

"oh hush." i giggled.

"there he is," she bumped my arm. "go get your mans."

i roll my eyes at solána and walk his way.

"did you need help?"

his whole body turned around, he smirked.

"i do." he looked me up and down.

"are you supposed to wear this to work? don't you think it's a little tight?" he asks me.

"i was at home." i blush. this guy's giving me feelings i've never felt before.

"so what else does your girlfriend need?" i ask him.

"she doesn't need anything," he looks me in my eyes. "i needed something."

my breathing got a little uneasy. "then w-what did you need?"

"i need you."

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289 words.

A/N:
it's late at night
and i really need some sleep
but here i am,
updating a trash ass book 💀🤓