Time waits for no one

Of course you would say that, you're bloody hammered too!

WARNING ⚠️: THIS CHAPTER MENTIONS THE USE OF DRUGS, AND SOME SMUT!

A/N: and a huuuuuuuuge thank you to dxncingquxeen !! She helped out a lot w/ this chapter ;))

After a few hours of catching up, we were getting ready to leave. Everyone had left to get dressed, and we were all gonna meet up. "Freddieee?!" I called out, as I stared at all of the clothes.

"Freddieee?!" I shouted again. I was in a silk bath robe, with my hair up in a towel. "FARROKH BUL-" I was cut off by his voice. "What?!" He shouted, clearly annoyed. He had on a fluffy Bath robe on, with his toothbrush in his hand.

"I don't know what to wear." I told him, with my head shifted. "Hmm." He said. "Here." He said, picking out a navy blue satin mini dress. I stared at him, like he was crazy. "Freddie, if you think that I can even fit into this, then you're crazy." I told him. He rolled his eyes.

"Of course you can, darling, and with a body like that." He said looking me up and down. "it'll fit you perfectly." He finished. I started to blush a bit. "Did I make The Brooklynn Eloise Anderson blush?" He said with his hand on his chest, mocking me.

"Oh shut up." I said, rolling my eyes. He then laughed, which caused me to laugh with him. "Who's coming to the club?" I asked him. He thought. "John and Ronnie isn't coming, they have Robert to look after." He explained.

"Can't they get a baby sitter?" I pouted, disappointed. "John actually wants to stay home." He explained. "Well, that makes sense." I shrugged. "Other than those two, everyone else is coming." He explained. I nodded. "Okay, well get out, I have to get ready, and you should too." I told him, shoving him out.

Within half an hour, I was ready. I put my earrings on, and I was gonna put on the necklace that Michael gave me, and I realized I needed help. "Freddie" I called out, while walking into his room.

I walked in on him reading a magazine in his robe. I stood there, with my arms crossed, waiting for him to notice me. He looked up at me for a second, then looked back down. He then looked back up at me. "Wow" he said, looking me up and down. I scoffed.

"Freddieee, you're supposed to be getting ready." I groaned. "I am ready, darling! I just have to get dressed." He smiled, innocently. I then smiled. "Don't smile at me like that, I'm supposed to be mad at you, and scolding you." I told him. He then got up, and came closer to me.

"How can you be mad at me, darling?" He said, grabbing my waist. "You look amazing, by the way." He said, looking me in the eyes. "Thank you." I smiled. "Not as amazing as you're gonna look! Get ready now!" I said, ignoring the pulse that I started to feel, down below.

I noticed the camera on his dresser. "But firstttt" I said, grabbing the camera, and walking in front of him. "Strike a pose." I told him. He fell backwards on the bed, and pulled me down with him. I let out a squeal, and got back up. I then took a photo of him.

He then let out a laugh, which caused me to laugh. I then got serious. "Okay freddie, it's time to get up and DRESSED!" I shouted. "Fine. Get out!" He yelled, dramatically. I rolled my eyes, turned around, and walked away.

"Nice ass by the way, and Tits too!" He called out, which made me laugh and flip him off. I then went back into my room, and started to read the magazine. Within 20 minutes, Freddie then walked into my room. I looked up, and stared at him for a while. He looked pretty good.

"You likeee?" He asked, spinning around. I laughed, and took a picture of him. "It didn't come out right, let's go outside." I told him. He nodded, and we went out. We were in front of the gates.