He loves me? Yeah right...

Chapter 8

As soon as we got down from the car, Ralph handed a cap to Jesse. Jesse sighed and put it on. I looked at him with a confused look for which he said it was necessary to keep his identity hidden now.

“We don’t want my fan girls tackling me”, he said with a wink.

I rolled my eyes at the same time as Chelsea said “I totally understand”.

We headed inside the mall. It was so awkward; I can’t understand why he had to come with us. Boys hate shopping don’t they? And he was a celeb on top of that. I seriously can’t understand boys.

We were just wondering in the mall like bunch of baboons having no idea where to go, when suddenly Chelsea exclaimed “Hey look at that dress, it’s so pretty I want that right now”, she said pulling me towards the store completely forgetting about her so called dream boy standing with us.

I looked at Jesse and he nodded and slowly followed us with Ralph at a decent distance from him.

Okay now that was just creepy. Why the hell does he have to come with us? I am getting paranoid here. I hate shopping in the first place, I should have probably thought of a good excuse like constipation or something, I am sure he would have maintained distance form us then, my brain just wants me to suffer or else it would provide me with mind-blowing ideas when I actually needed them.

“Wow Aimee, this color will look absolutely amazing on you please just try it on and see, come on”, she said dragging me towards the dressing rooms.

“Chelsea you know that I don’t like all his stuff”, I sighed.

“You go on and try the dresses”, I said pushing her towards the dressing rooms.

“Will you just shut your trap and come with me”, she hissed glaring at me.

I didn’t want an angry Chelsea with me so as she said I shut my mouth and went with her.

 We reached the dressing room, she thrust a peach colored dress in my hand and pushed me into one of the stalls and she herself entered into one. I sat on the stool inside it.

“I think Jesse likes you”, I heard Chelsea whispering.

I choked on my own saliva, gasping I asked her “What?”

“I think Jesse likes you”, she repeated.

“I heard what you said you idiot! Why the hell do you think so?” I asked shocked.

“Because he keeps staring at you”, she said giggling.

“Oh yeah right! And where my dear friend do you get such enlightening thoughts in that thick skull of yours?” I yelled.

“Then tell me why did he, such a popular celeb had to come shopping with us among who one of us does not even like his songs?” she whispered.

The same question was eating my brain as well. I had no answer to that question.

I sighed. “I have no idea, and I don’t want to find out either, I just want to get it over with”, I told her.

She knocked on my stall door, I opened to see her with a beautiful blue color dress, and she looked like a princess in it.

“You should totally buy this”, I said grinning.

“I know right! It is a little hard on my purse, but it’s worth it”, she said grinning back and entering her stall to change back into her clothes.

“Please try that dress on Aimee!!” she hissed.

“No” I sighed.

“Why don’t you just move on from all that crap?”

“We had this conversation many times and my reply to it remains same Chelsea, I am not ready!”

I didn’t know how to make her understand. I was just not ready. I still hurt inside and I didn’t want a pity party, I decided that when… urgh!!!

I wanted to throw the stupid dress I was catching.

“Come on Aimee! There’s no need of moping over some worthless idiot, you just can’t stop enjoying your life because of him. It just shows that jerk is still controlling your life even with him not being a part of it”

I knew that. But I just can’t help it.

I heard Chelsea open the door and I could see her legs outside my stall.

I took a deep breath and opened the door.

“Please just try that dress on! Only for me to see. I just want to admire my selection of clothing on my gorgeous friend. You don’t have to buy it; I’ll stop pestering you after this. I promise”, she said smiling.

“Okay fine! But I am not stepping out of this stall. You just wait here alright?”

“Okay fine!” she said nodding her head.

I entered the stall and put on the dress.

I looked in the mirror and I must say I looked very beautiful in it. I smiled to myself; Chelsea sure knows how to choose a dress.

I opened the stall door to find nobody there.

“Chelsea! Where are you?” I yelled.

No response.

Damn! She’s purposely doing it! I am not going anywhere searching for her; I am going to stay right here I decided.

I dialed her number.

“Hi mam, could you please grace me with your presence near the dressing rooms where you promised to wait for me?” I yelled sweetly.

She giggled.”Sorry Aimee! I’m on my way there; I just got distracted with something, don’t change your dress, I’ll be right there”

“Okay fine”

 I’ll wait for 15 minutes, if she doesn’t come until then I’m going to change and head out. I looked in the mirror and I loved the dress, it was not anything very special but it had its beauty in its simplicity and my dark hair looked really good with it. I would totally buy this dress, but what’s the point, I am not going to wear it around flaunting. It would simply keep rotting in my closet, so its better I don’t buy it.

“Okay come out and show me!” I heard Chelsea yelling.

I came out to find Jesse there as well.

“Wow! Aimee! You totally rock that dress, you should definitely buy it, don’t you think Jesse?” she said clapping her hands and grinning proudly as though she just created a bunch of adorable kittens.

I smiled shaking my head. I was definitely not buying this dress. I looked at Jesse to see him staring at me with a weird look in his eyes.

“You should…” he continued clearing his throat and shoving his hands in his pockets.”Yeah buy the dress”

“No no! I’m not buying anything! I told you I just tried on the dress to humor you. I.Am.Not.Buying.It. End of discussion”, I said heading back to change back into my comfy clothes.

I heard Chelsea sigh behind me.

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