As Im finishing up my makeup, adding a winged eyeliner tonight for the stupid fucking party, I think about what I should do with my long ass hair. Curl or straighten?
Straightened, curling it just takes the effort that I dont possess. Im so fucking lazy, ha, and I dont even give a damn.
My hair almost reaches my ass, I really love long hair, but wow it can be a bitch sometimes. I mean just brushing it makes me pissed off. Its so difficult to deal with, but I guess thats the price you pay.
As I finish up with straightening my hair, I look in my full body mirror. Harry said to wear my black ripped skinny jeans because they make my ass look better and they just look hot on me. He picked out my shirt too, which was originally a bright red crop top that didnt even cover half of my stomach and made my boobs poke out so far that I thought they were going to fall out, literally.
Sooo, that was obviously a no go. I am not a slut, or a whore, or a hoe or anything. That honestly just disgusts me. I like to take control of myself, and let that show in my clothing. Im not a slut, but Im definitely not a person that you would put in a group of innocent girls, with there bows and sundresses, ewh.
I picked out a white plain t-shirt and put a jean jacket with studs on the shoulders over top. To finish it off, I got my all time signature, black combat boots.
Not to be cocky or anything, but dayuummmn. Hot momma! I look fucking hot.
I wonder if I can find a good looking guy tonight to maybe tease a little bit. Haaa
As Im looking at myself in the mirror, checking any minor details that I might have missed, I hear Ellis,
"Damn, Maze. Are you trying to kill the boy?"
"What boy? And why am I killing him?"
"The guy in your room, waiting for you. Duh."
I turn around and face Ellis,
"Does this look okay?"
"Yeah, you look great. Why are you so dressed up?" He asks, confused.
"Harry is taking me out to a party tonight sadly." I say, rolling my eyes as I do so.
"Sadly?" He asks, questioning me and laughing.
"Yeah sadly! I dont want to fucking go." I say, huffing.
"Then why are you?...."
"Hes making me." Im not going to say that I felt bad for him for some unknown reason. Nope!
"Maze, you never let anyone tell you what to do." He says, smirking.
"I know. Why the fuck are you smiling like that?"
"I think that you want to go to that party with him." He must be delusional. So fucking delusional.
"That is the most stupidest fucking thing I have ever heard you say. Ever." Seriously.
"Harry looks pretty pleased with himself." He says, looking back into my room at Harry.
Harry is sitting on my bed, smirking while looking at his phone, and the screen isnt even on. We all know that he is listening to our conversation. Nosey douche.
I look back at Ellis and say,
"Yeah, well he should be."
"Damn, Maze." Ellis says, while laughing.
I exit my bathroom and go to my dresser. I pick up my clutch and put my phone inside. I take one last glance in the mirror and turn around to look at Harry and say,
