Hattie isn't anorexic... at least she thinks she isn't. That is until Cole comes along and points out the error in her ways. Can Cole save Hattie before her time runs out or will she just become a skinny love lost right before this bad boy's eyes?
I spend Friday night and all morning Saturday working out in the gym room, switching between the cross trainer, treadmill and rowing machine. Each minute I spend there ensures that I might actually look decent for the party and works through any pent up anxiety I have about what might happen. I decided to stop working out at around 11 so that I could have a shower and pick a couple outfit possibilities, along with packing clothes for the overnight stay. By the time I've finished getting everything sorted, it's around 1 so decide to start my walk to Cole and Lola's after leaving a quick note for anyone who decides to return tonight. I never told my parents I was going anywhere, not seeing a point in telling them something they don't care about, especially when they may not even notice I'm gone.
About an hour later, I'm at Cole and Lola's. I didn't realise how long the walk was so now I was exhausted because of the work outs I did this morning and carrying my bags all the way here. Before I knock on the door, I take a deep breath and gather myself, making sure I don't look as exhausted as I feel. Finally I knock on the door and wait for someone to answer.
"Hattie, finally, thank God! I need your help picking an outfit, I'm so screwed for tonight!" Lola squeals as she opens the door and drags me up to her room. As I enter, I don't see the usual order that her room is normally in. Instead, I see piles of clothes everywhere and some hanging on picture frames.
"Ok, so I have a maybe pile and then a no pile." Lola states as she points to the two biggest piles. She starts going through the maybe pile and discarding every outfit, saying its not good enough. By about 4 o'clock, we only have four outfits left.
"Ok, this is the next one." she says as she walks out of her en suite bathroom. I immediately know that this is the outfit she should wear tonight. She's wearing a shiny, gold leopard print blouse, which sits mainly open but tucked into the black wrap around leather skirt she is also wearing. It's the perfect outfit for her curvy figure and the colours compliment her skin tone perfectly.
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"That's it." I say as I circle around her to get a full look.
"Really? I think so to." she agrees. "Now it's your turn." she tells me as she picks up my bag, shoves it into my hands and pushes me to the bathroom. I only brought 3 different outfits but the first two just didn't feel right, I felt too formal for a stupid birthday party. The third one was a massive wildcard; something I would never usually wear but I actually liked it. It's a pink, push-up corset style bodysuit with some lace detailing on the top and just plain white suit-style trousers. It makes me look like I actually have cleavage and hides my stomach and fat thighs perfectly. However, before I decide if it's the right one I step out and show Lola.
"That's it." is all she says to me as I step out of the bathroom and it's enough to know I made the right choice.
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