nova's pov :
i look at myself in the mirror for the last time and take a deep breath. the spaghetti strapped dress cinches at my waist, making it uncomfortable for me to even walk in but i have to live with it.
"get out nova! i want to see how you look." perla yells
i glare at the bathroom door separating us and take a deep breath, grabbing the gold, metal knob and stepping out.
she smiles at her phone for the last time when she hears me come out and turns in the direction i'm standing in.
"holy shit." she breathes out
she runs over to me and clasps her hand over her mouth.
"you look even better in it than i do." she murmurs
i laugh and unclamp her hand from her mouth.
"i can't understand you perla." i smile
"y-you look so good." she motions her hands up and down my dress
i pout softly and thank her.
"i don't know what to do with my hair though..."
"you've kept it in that braid since the flight. it looks so frizzy and disgusting now." she complains
"gee thanks." i whisper
grabbing my arm, she whips me into the bathroom again and grabs the straighter sitting down next to the sink.
"i've never seen you with straightened hair." she states
"because i never do anything with my hair." i chuckle
she sarcastically laughs and begins to straighten my hair.
"ethan's gonna flip the fuck out." she smirks
i nudge her in the hip and she yells out an "ow."
"he won't do anything. he's honestly probably gonna talk about alison all night." i say
"if he even mentions her, i'll punch him. finally."
i roll my eyes and chuckle slightly.
"are you done?" i ask
"actually... i am." she steps back
i look at myself in the mirror and run my hands through my hot and steamed hair.
"this is weird but i like it." i confess
she grabs her lip gloss and hands it over to me, making me put it on.
"since you don't ever put on makeup, that's the only makeup you're wearing." she says
i nod and swatch the lip gloss over my plump lips.
as i set down the lip gloss on the bathroom counter, heavy knocks are heard on the door.
"open up! it's us!" grayson yells
"who is us?" perla teases
"perla, just open the door." ethan complains
she huffs but opens the door. grayson sees the bathroom light on and steps in, seeing me.
"looking good willows... but is it for someone specific?" he teases
i motion for him to get out and he chuckles, running to perla's bed.
"hey nov. i wanted to ask. would this tie or this-"
i turn around once i hear him step in and he stares at me, making me self conscious.
"w-what? is there something on my face?" i touch my face frantically
"no! no! you just... you look really good." he scans my figure up and down
"well, thanks." i smile and lean on my right heel, with my hand on my hip
"i was asking, do you like this tie or this tie?" he asks
he holds out a dark blue tie and a plain black tie, matching his black tuxedo.
"the black one." i point and smile
"why? so we could match?" he asks
"n-no i just liked-"
"i'm kidding! it's ok." he laughs
i laugh with him but take a deep breath.
"why'd you get so nervous around me willows? you like me or something?" he nudges
my eyes widen in fear and i laugh nervously.
"obviously not. who do you think i am?" i laugh
he laughs with me and takes the black tie, tying it around his neck.
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best friends | e.d. ✔️
Fanfiction"just tell him how you feel." "i can't." "why not?" "because. he's my 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝."
