Loved You First (#Wattys2016)

Chapter 13: Baby

Dress of Paris on the side.. (pls don't mind the face)

Paris' POV.

"Can you be any more slower?" Margot shouted at the door leading to the bathroom.

"Actually, yes. Yes, I can." Jade answered and I could hear her smirk.

We were getting ready for the party Shane told us about and Margot insisted that the boys and girls should have different rooms so we could get ready together. "God, Paris and I only took 15 minutes tops to take a bath. You're in there for almost an hour already. I'm giving you 5 minutes." Margot said, exasperated.

"I'll come out when I want to." Jade stated.

I looked at my ringing phone to see Ian's number and answered it. "How's it going there?" Ian asked and I could practically hear his smile.

"Jade is taking her sweet time in the shower." I rolled my eyes. "I swear it feels like we're preparing for a wedding. Boys and girls separated."

"Our wedding, perhaps?"

I choked on my own saliva and tapped my chest. Whose wedding? Ours?

"What?" I spluttered.

I heard him laugh. "See you in an hour, love." Then he hang up the same time Jade went out of the bathroom.

"Hallelujah." Margot shouted and clapped her hands. "Now we can get started."

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"What is wrong with the both of you?" Margot asked, frustrated. "First, Jade. Then now, you, Paris."

"You guys could go first." I said, wrestling with my shoe strap.

"As you wish." Margot sighed and went out the door with Jade smirking at me behind her.

I gave her a weirded out look and focused back on these damn sandals. After a minute, I finally finished fixing my sandals and fixed my hair in front of the mirror one last time.

I winked at myself because let's face it. I look dashing. Who knew Margot's beauty skills could come in handy?

I opened the door and was met with Ian who was leaning on the wall in front of the room. He was wearing a black suit and black jeans. But what struck me the most was his tie. The same color as my dress.

I met his eyes and saw that he was genuinely smiling. "You look beautiful, princess."

My heart was smashing in my chest and I can't help but smile. "Nice suit. I didn't know we would be matching."

He stood straighter and fixed his tie. "You like it?" He smirked.

"Whatever floats your boat." I laughed.

"Hey! You don't know how much time I spent just looking for the exact same shade." He pouted childishly.

"It's fine. You look nice." I complimented. At that, he grinned and wiggled his eyebrows at me.

He stretched his hand out for me. "Shall we go, mademoiselle?"

I smiled and took his hand. "We shall."

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"This is what I'm talking about." Charlie whistled as we went inside the venue.

It looks like a highschool prom but there are no teachers and definitely no boring drinks. Vodka, whiskey, rum. Name it and it's all here.