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☆Y/N POV☆
"How does this look on me?" I ask, spinning around in the blue floral mini dress I had tried on.
"It looks great," my boyfriend, Alex, said to me as he looked up from his phone. I groan in defeat and cross my arms over my chest.
"You're seriously no help," I said with a pout and went back into my dressing room. I could hear a small slam coming from the bench Alex was sitting on, and I heard him sigh. I assumed the bang was his phone.
"What do you want me to say, Y/N?" Alex said with a huff from the other side of the door. I pulled my top over my head and slipped on my jeans quickly before opening the door to see a grumpy-looking Alex sitting on the bench. He had his arms crossed over his chest and had a confused smirk on his face. I wanted to slap it off of him.
"I don't know. Tell me I look beautiful or something," I said with an attitude dripping in my tone of voice.
"Y/N," Alex said, standing up from the bench and walking over to me, "you already know that I think you're the most gorgeous person I've ever seen. Look at you! No flaws!"
"Whatever," I say, grabbing my purse and walking out of the fitting rooms. Alex just stood there.
"Y/N," Alex said, rushing after me.
"Wha-" I tried saying while turning around, only for my lips to be cut off by Alex's.
"I love you," Alex says through the kiss. I peck his lips one last time before pulling back and grinning at him.
"Do you actually?" I ask since that was the first time spilling his affection towards me.
"Yes, Y/N. Stop doubting me. You're the most beautiful person I have ever met," Alex says, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear.
