Under Your Nose : A One Direction Fan Fiction

Jill POV : Part 27

I can't believe he asked me out.  I thought he would never.  I wasn't even sure if he was really interested. I can't think about that now, though.  I have to make a good impression on these guys.  I want them to see I'm a hard worker and I know what I'm doing.  I think they only hired me because of who I know.  I am much more than that. I'm going to be meeting my friend Abby and she's going to be helping me pick out some clothes.

I haven't seen her since the breakup.  She works with Henry and she's the one who told me about his cheating.  Most of our friends stayed with him after we broke up.  He is very persuasive.  Abby has been such a great friend in all of this.  Ever since we moved here she has helped me get used to living in a new country.  I can't wait to see her again.

"Jill!" She shouts from across the parking lot.

"Abby!" She runs over to me and gives me a hug.  "I have news for you."

"We'll if it's about what I've seen on the Internet..."

"They make up stories on the Internet.  I live with Harry and Louis but that's it...although..."

"Oh there's an although?"

We walk in the store and I whisper, "Louis asked me out."

"And why are we getting an outfit for this dinner tonight?  We are going to get you something sexy for this date."  Abby takes me by the wrist and drags me through the store grabbing different articles of clothing and draping them over my arm.  "Try all of these on.  I want to see everything," she says as she shoves me into the dressing room.

I put on everything she gave me.  Each time I put on a different outfit I step out of the dressing room and she makes a big deal but then says "not sexy enough".  I honestly don't think I need to make such a big deal out of what I'm wearing, he's seen me in my pajamas.  I put on a shirt that I feel is way too low cut and jeans that I won't be able to breathe in and step out.  "This is it," Abby says with a squeal.

"If you wanted me to show him my boobs why have me wear a shirt at all?" I ask as I step back into the dressing room.  I change back into my clothes.

I leave all the other outfits in the dressing room and decide to buy the cleavagey one.  I know I don't have to try to impress him but it doesn't hurt to look good.  "You're going to knock his socks off," Abby says as I hand the clothes to the cashier.  I hope so.