"Bad?, God Dawnie! This dress looks so good on you!" Sharon breathed approaching me.
"You look wonderful." Ashton murmured, I felt the blush creeping on my cheeks, I was so dumb.
"And, where did you find it?" asked Sharon still amazed.
"Ashton helped me," I admitted, even though I should have said 'Ashton picked it for me'.
"Really?!" she said, "oh my God Ashton, you have a really good taste!" she said and then giggled.
"Thanks."
I felt observed so I decided to give some of my attention to Sharon.
"Your dress is beautiful!" I said and she smiled widely. "Purple, of course, your favourite colour."
It was a simple purple long drees with spaghetti stripes, tight on the top but loose from the waist down.
"Do you really think so?"
"Of course I do, it looks really good on you!" I complimented her.
It was just a simple dress, but Sharon had this j'e ne se qua that made her look amazing with whichever clothes she had on, she would still look amazing with the most horrendous rags in the world.
"I think we're going to get these!" said Sharon.
I smiled shyly.
"Shar I cannot afford this," I acknowledged.
The price of the dresses in this store were totally out of my reach.
But when I said that Sharon just laughed.
"Don't be silly!, I'm paying for them." she stated.
"What? No, no, no!" I shook my head in denial.
"I'm going to pay it and there's nothing you can do about it," she threatened. "now, go change I have two dresses to buy." she pushed me into the dresser and closed the curtain behind me.
I looked at my reflection who was screaming out for help, I felt bad inside, Sharon was a really good friend, and how was I returning the favour? Simple: Falling in love with her boyfriend.
I decided no to think of that anymore, it hurt. Why was I doing this to me?. I took off the dress and walked out the dresser with the dress folded in my arm.
Sharon took it and went to pay it, so I decided to take that time to thank Ashton.
"Thanks for picking the dress," I gave him a real smile, which was unusual.
"I'm glad I could help you,"
I stared at him, and for my surprise, he stared back at me, his hazel eyes were like an unknown melody for me, like a love song that makes you want to dance under the light of thousand of stars.
"Ashton, Dawn!" yelled Sharon, making us break the eye contact we've just formed. "let's go!"
Sharon gave me the box that contained my dress and then she gave hers to Ashton, and then he turned to me.
"Can I help you?"
"Sure." I handed him the box.
Sharon took Ashton's free hand in our way to his Hybrid, the Shrew was mad at the sight of their fingers intertwined. And all of the sudden I wished I could confuse him, I wanted at least a little part of his brain to say my name and next to it a possibility.
I realised what was I thinking, and I couldn't do that, so I retracted my thoughts, this couldn't happen to me.
I shook my head to get rid of those thoughts, and ignored all the things the Shrew yelled at me, even if I was agree with them.
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Manual of The Forbidden ➡ Irwin
Fanfiction"We choose the kind of love our heart thinks is correct." 2014 - 2021