He loves me? Yeah right...

Chapter 6

Aimee’s POV:

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! OH MY GOD!!!! AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH”

I know for sure that my ear drums are paralyzed right now. I just told Chelsea everything that happened after I went to meet Jake, after the initial phase of glaring at me until her eyes came out of her sockets for not taking her with me when I went back stage, she reached her second phase which was to shriek at the top of her lungs when I told her that Jesse wanted to go shopping with us tomorrow. I think the shrieking phase will be up until one of us falls down on the floor with a stroke.

 “Will you just shut up? You’re going to wake up Mom and Dad” I said hissing at her.

“Oops! Sorry but I am just damn excited, Oh God! What the hell am I supposed to wear tomorrow” he said her face turning pale.

“Don’t worry we’ll stop at your house so you can dress up for shopping”, I said rolling my eyes.

Right now we were sprawled in my bedroom. I was tired and I wanted to get lost in my own world of dreams but as you can see Chelsea was in no mood to go to sleep right now.

“Will you just let me sleep?”

“How can you even think about sleeping? You are so dense” she said frowning at me.

“Tomorrow I will be meeting my dream boy! AHHHHHH!!!!!!” she screamed in my ear.

When the hell will she shut her mouth? She’s my best friend and I love her to pieces but she can be so infuriating sometimes.

“Sleep now, or else you won’t look fresh in the morning, and we surely don’t want Jesse to see you like a rotten fish now do we?” I asked her smiling innocently.

“Right! Aimee! What would I do without you” she said getting ready to sleep.

Mission accomplished. Sweet dreams Aimee!

And I fell into a deep sleep.

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“Come on Aimee wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Today is a big day” I heard Chelsea yelling at me shaking me by my shoulders as if I was a rag doll.

 “Let me sleep for a few minutes, please I beg you”, I said my voice groggy from sleep.

“No can do, Get up! Get your ass out of bed”, she said shaking me again.

I got up glaring at her.

“You should probably pick out a cute picture of yourself to publish in the papers tomorrow with the news of your death, cause I can surely begin to feel the vibes where my hands are itching to wrap around your neck and strangle you”, I said threatening her.

“Oh come on, don’t be so dramatic”, Chelsea said rolling her eyes.

I hesitantly got up from the bed and headed towards the bathroom.

Chelsea had already showered and was ready.

I showered and I felt relaxed when I smelled my favorite and familiar strawberry scented shampoo.

I had a smile on my face when I stepped out of the bathroom and headed towards my closet.

I pulled out a baggy shirt and pants.

“No! No! You’re not “, Chelsea said frowning.

“What?”

“You’re not going to dress up like a homeless hobo” she said strictly.

“Hey!” I said my face turning into a sneer.

“No offence darling, but you do look like it sometimes, you have wonderful curves in all the right places, you have to show it off a bit. You are always covering them with those baggy shirts and pants, show them your sexy stuff”, she winked.

I rolled my eyes.

“You know I stopped dressing up just to be somebody’s eye candy, and anyway I prefer comfort for fashion” I said tossing my hair over my shoulder and turning away from Chelsea.

I remembered how I used to be bothered about how I look, dressing up to impress “He-who-should-not-be-named”. (Not Voldermort! That is just creepy on so many levels)

After all that I have been through, I just didn’t feel like going through all the unnecessary trouble.

Sensing my sour mood, Chelsea tried to change the topic.

“But you have to dress up for Jesse, Please do it for me Aimee”, she begged.

“Okay fine, but I’m not going to wear some stupid dress or something, we are only going for shopping after all”

“Fine”, she said grumpily.

Chelsea just needed a reason to dress me up like some sort of Barbie. I used to enjoy it before but not now.

We finished dressing up; Chelsea found a so-called perfect outfit in my closet for the occasion and decided not to stop by her house for her dress.

I had on a pretty light blue shirt and skinny black jeans, and a silver delicate bracelet which Chelsea forcefully clasped on my wrist.

“By the way does he know where your house is? Or did he tell something about picking us up or something? I have no idea how the hell are we going to meet up with him” she said applying some mascara.

Oh right! I hope he just forgets about all this and we don’t get to go out. Fingers crossed.

“Maybe he just forgot about his plans with us, after all he is a famous celebrity”, I said grinning wickedly.

“No need to get your hopes up, he might be on his way, he told to be ready at 10 right, show a little trust woman”, she said waving her hands in the air.

I really think we dressed up for nothing. Yay!!

Just as I was about to reply, the doorbell rang, I had already informed my parents about it, they were reluctant at first but when they heard that Chelsea would be coming along too, they agreed.

“Oh! That must be him”, Chelsea said covering her mouth with her hands.

Hope not.

I walked down the stairs slowly praying all the way that it should not be him.

I opened the door to see Jesse smiling at me.

Dimmit! There goes my wishful thinking in the drain.

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Hey my skittles

How are you all?

Spreading happiness?

Sooo…

This is totally 1016 words in Microsoft Word...

Aimee has been through something which you will come to know in the coming chapters. So stay tuned.

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Sorry BookWormFairyLand, I had told her that I will uploading this chapter soon, but I was a little busy with ‘Dusshera’ (It’s a festival in my place, It was so much fun)

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