"Why are you guys so close?" Kieran says from behind us. I quickly pull away, looking at him.
His eyes widen.
"Millie's got a boyfriend! Did you know she wears bras?" Kieran whispers the last part to Payton. Payton laughs, eyeing me.
"I know." He says. I roll my eyes. Boys.
"What's your favorite car?" Kieran asks him suddenly. The question seems to take Payton aback a little. (Auto correct changed it to snack?)
"Coupé is really cool." Kieran nods, agreeing. He turns to me, pointing at Payton with his thumb. "He's a keeper."
"Where you going?" Payton nods to the keys and bag in my hand, a blush forms on my cheeks.
"No where."
"I'll come with." He comes around, standing by the passenger door. My eyes widen slightly.
"This is not a trip you want to join me on."
He shrugs. "Can't be that bad."
"Bras?!" Payton looks white, as we stand in front of Victoria's Secret.
"You promised you'd help." I smile at him, his pale face suddenly turns upward into a grin. "I can help you pick things out." He drags me into the store, holding up a lace bra. My eyes widen slightly and I shook my head, images of how uncomfortable that would be ran through my head.
Payton chuckles slightly, putting the bra back. I grab some more comfortable bras, I go to the dressing room, Payton following.
I push on his his chest.
"There's no way you're coming in."
Payton pouts, "I'll stay outside?" I sigh slightly, before saying "alright."
