I arrived home with Laura right behind me.
Exhausted, I plopped down on the couch staring at the - in that moment- oh so interesting ceiling.
“Are you ok?” asked Laura worried
“I think so!” I sighed
“What happened while I was out? Which means the entire photo shoot!” she asked sitting by my feet, putting it in her lap
I sighed once more before start to talking “Well, everything was going all right in the ‘first part of the photo shoot’.” I air quoted the last part “But then, there came the ‘second part’!” I air quoted it again
“What’s with the air quotes and what’s that of the photo shoot having 2 parts?” she intervened confused
“Well, turns out the 2º part was a lingerie photo shoot and I had to do it with Zayn and now my oh so sweet boss wants me to be famous as a bad girl!” I said after raising my voice
“Oh, is that why you’re wearing a slut outfit? No offense!” she said looking at my outfit up and down
“None taken, I feel the same and yes it is!” I said while putting a hand covering my frustrated face
“Then why don’t you go change and we go visit the boys?” suggested my best friend. That would be a good idea but not anymore after what happened today with Zayn
“Yeah, and then I’ll see Zayn and it will be as awkward as an awkward turtle!” I snapped (A/N: Sorry Laura, I had to mention the awkward turtle, after all, that’s me xD)
“Yeah, you’re right!” she sighed “Then, let’s go around the city and get to know new places!” she suggested again
“And that will implicate me to wear this type of clothes again!” I refused the suggestion
“Damn! Then… let’s visit the girls?” she said but now not so sure of her suggestion because of the 2 refused ones
I under covered my face and smiled “Better!” I exclaimed happily
I got up from the couch and ran to my bedroom to get changed. Before I did it, I looked at the big mirror on the wall.
There I was looking at my ‘slut outfit’.
The high-waisted shorts showing my legs too much.
The loose shirt revealing the top that looked like a bra.
The too tall ankle booties making me look 10 inches taller.
The ‘kiss me’ earrings on my ears making me feel appellative to boys.
Everything made me feel too much ‘shown’!
Like Laura said like a ‘slut’!
(Outfit >>>>>>>>>>)
I finally broke the gaze that was between me and the mirror and decided to go pick up a decent outfit to go visit the girls.
As I opened the door that leaded to my walk in closet stood there looking around.
After picking up a comfortable but pretty hoodie - it was a bit cold outside - and some jeans, I walked out so I could get dressed.
I did it and got into some flats I found - yes I have too much clothes and shoes - that I didn’t even knew that existed.
As I exited the room Laura wasn’t there, but a paper was on the little table right in front of the couches. I picked it up and written with Laura’s handwriting was ‘The girls had the same idea as us! Meet us at their apartment! L, D and E xxx’!
