Downfall [h.s]

↞ Chapter 19 ↠

After getting over my initial shock, I did the one thing I always did when things got crazy: I packed up my stuff and headed straight to the dance studio. The ride there was dead quiet as I tried to come to terms with what had just happened.

Even after I got my pointe shoes on, I still couldn't get Harry out of my head. I should have been excited about my date with Toby, but the thought of facing him right now made me want to puke. The guilt was a physical weight on my shoulders that I couldn't shake off.

All I wanted was to forget about the toe curling, jaw dropping, stomach churning kiss with a guy I despise when I had a guy I actually liked waiting to take me out tonight.

Was that too much to ask?

I guess it was. Mack showed up at my house right after I had gotten there from dancing at the studio. If it had been up to me, I would have called Toby to cancel. It was as easy as pretending I had hit my head from a fall at the studio and was feeling nauseous, which wasn't that far from the truth, but I didn't have the heart to do it. Toby had been so eager, there was no way I could bail on him, not even if I was about to puke my guts out from guilt.

Even though we still had two hours until Toby came to pick me up, Mack got started on getting me ready right away. First she had me jump into the shower while she headed into my closet to find a good outfit. I was under strict orders to not take more than twenty minutes or she would come into the shower and drag me out by my ear. So I worked quickly but made sure to shave my legs and under my arms. Once I was baby smooth, I stepped out of the shower and wrapped myself in a towel.

"Here, throw on these and then come back out," Mack instructed, throwing me some clothes as I walked out of the bathroom. I headed back in and looked at what she tossed me: no show nude underwear and a red spaghetti strap . After drying myself off completely, I pulled on the outfit and went back out to join her.

"Are you sure this will be good for where we're going tonight?" I questioned, looking down at the short red fabric. I hoped that it wasn't too fancy or revealing for whatever he had planned.

"Trust me, it's perfect. Now sit down so I can dry and curl your hair," She answered, motioning for me to sit in the chair in front of my vanity. All my make up was all laid out, my hair dryer was plugged in, and there was music playing through my wireless speaker. Everything was ready for her to glam me up.

What should have been only an hour of getting ready took the full two, mostly because we kept stopping to sing and mess around. My heart wasn't really in it but I humored her as best I could. After she dried my hair and curled it, she pulled it into two braided space buns that added a playful look to my sexy outfit. My make up she kept light and a little smokey. I had to admit, once she was all done, I looked really good.

Just as I was spraying on a little bit of perfume and deodorant, the doorbell rang. Immediately, my heart started beating in excitement as I shared a look with Mack. It was 7:55, Toby was early.