Truth, Lies and Love (z.m)

Chapter 12

Mini recap:

Liam sighed. "Anyway, back to the topic, I think I have the perfect date in store," he says while smiling innocently at me. This is gonna be bad. I have an extremely foreboding feeling about this.

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Avery's POV

"Eeeww! Not that one," Alex says scrunching up his nose as he eyed the red blouse I held up. He pushes me aside and starts digging through the wardrobe. Minutes pass, as he finally takes out two pieces of clothing. He picks out a long-sleeved top with and America flag print, along with a jean short.

"Ooh! I can match the outfit with my black, heel boots." I squealed frantically waving my hand in the air.

"So you actually know a thing or two about clothes," Alex jokes. I push him and he falls onto the bed. He lets out a loud laugh which makes me laugh.

"Avy! It's almost 5 O'clock! He will be here any second! Quickly out on your clothes," he starts ordering.

Taking a total of 3 minutes I swiftly out on the top and short. That's probably the quickest I have ever gone.

"Now move your amazing ass into the bathroom because we have a shit load of things to do." The only thing I could do was groan, because as soon as he finished speaking he dragged me into the bathroom and dropped me onto a chair.

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Several coats of mascara and cherry pink lipstick later, Alex swirled me around the chair saying "Voila!...Oooh! I almost forgot the most important thing," he bolted out of the room, with a funny but determined look on his face.

I took this as my opportunity to look at myself in the mirror. I must say Alex did a pretty good job, covering away my hideousness. My previously messy hair was straightened to perfection. The use of mascara has made my both eyes and eyelashes stand out, and the cherry pink lipstick that has stained my lips made my previously chapped lips disappear.

"Checking ourselves out are we?" Alex walks in with his infamous smirk plastered on his face.

"No.. I -" I could feel the blush making its way towards my face.

"Don't worry love, if I looked like you, I would be doing the same, maybe even more." He wriggles his eyebrows. “And to top it all off, with my amazing make-up skills, even a guy like me, would want to fuc-"

"Alex if you finish that I will-"

"Joking love! But seriously you look amazing! Zayn's gonna have a really hard time keeping his hands off you.” He starts emphasising on the word 'hard' while bursting out laughing.

"Hahaha! You’re so hilarious!" I rolled my eyes.

The next few minutes consisted of our usual routines of teasing each other. Soon instead of the clock reading 4:55 it read 5:30 and Zayn was still not here. Minutes passed by, as I sat on the couch nervously fidgeting to keep myself occupied while Alex was having a shower. Soon, doubts start flooding into my head.