Tracing The Stars H.S AU

Chapter 12- Freakum Dress

Blairs POV

Maya's house was fucking huge.

As soon as I walked into the house I felt poor.

I met her Dad who seemed super sweet and offered us some snacks before we headed up to her room.

Her room was also huge as fuck.

Like the size of my damn living room.

I was actually really excited for tonight. I loved to dress up and go out. I have never been to anything as fancy as a gala, but I loved homecoming sophomore year when I went with Justin as my date. We actually had so much fun we rented a party bus, got super drunk with our friends, and took cute pictures in our outfits.

But this was going to be different. Maya explained to me when she drove us to her house after school that the gala was for a charity event her parents magazine decided to host. She doesn't like to attend these things, but goes for the free champagne and food.

It took me a whole thirty minutes to convince my Dad over the phone to let me attend the gala tonight. I get that he is being protective because of everything that happened with Justin, but I'm going to have to live my life at some point. If it wasn't for my Mom being the voice of reason in my family, my Dad probably would have locked me in my room until I turned forty.

My heart was pounding thinking about Harry. I hope he was just excited to see me as I was to see him tonight. We all knew that Harry was abnormally good looking for an eighteen year old boy in highschool. I wonder what he would wear tonight? He could probably come dressed as a peasant and I would absolutely drool over him.

Actually, I have been drooling over this boy all day. Ever since our night in my driveway after his game I wasn't thinking with my brain. Whenever Harry and I saw each other we would constantly find a quiet place to makeout, and I wasn't complaining about it. His lips were addicting and I love the way he would find new ways to touch me when we kissed.

We were definitely being reckless because my Dad works at Eastwood, and if he found us together I think he would lose his shit.

A part of me wanted to take it up a notch. Kissing him was great, but I would do anything to feel his fingers again. I still didn't know if I was ready to move on from the kissing stage but I would never know if I didn't try. I was scared that if I did try and I wasn't ready then I would have a panic attack in front of him and he would think I'm absolutely crazy.

Who am I kidding. I go to therapy. I am fucking crazy.

While these thoughts were coursing through my head, there was a swarm of people around me doing my hair and make-up. At first I told Maya that this was too much and I could just do it myself, but she insisted that I use her team at her disposal.

They took my braids out and straightened my natural hair, which I didn't mind because I was going to take them out anyways.

"We are gonna have Harry drop to his knees for you!" Maya exclaims.

It was clear that Maya was really confident in her skin, and I envied that about her. She was strolling around in her underwear and a tight tank top making her way into her walk-in closet.

She also had nothing to hide. She had curves that fit in all the right places.

Maya peeps her head out of the closet, "So do you think he is cute?"

"Uhhhh, yeah who the hell doesn't?"

"I agree! He is a cutie. See if it was any other white boy I would tell you that this is not what you want, and that we are free so you no longer have to simp for the white man. However, you two would be so cute together." She shouts from her closet.

Out of the fucking pocket for that one.

"Oh, I don't know about together. We are just friends who... erm, who flirt." I answer her honestly.

"Why Not?" She asks boldly. "I know Harry, we have been bestfriends since elementary school, it's clear he has a crush on you."

"Crush on me?" I laugh. "Yeah I don't think so."

"Well just so you know, this girl from the cheer team came on to Harry after school today, and he rejected her pretty hard. I haven't seen Harry reject a girl like that in a while." Maya mentions casually. "Do what you please with that information"

I snapped my head towards Maya as she disappeared into her closet.

"He did what!" I practically screech.

"What does that even mean?" I frantically ask.

Maya walks out of her closet with her hands behind her back. "Well I think it means Harold has a crush on you, and if by some miracle he doesn't, he sure will when he sees you in this!"

Maya held out a simple small white dress. The thought of me wearing that made my cheeks go warm especially around Harry.

"Look, I know it looks a little short, but at least try it on. If you don't like it I promise you there are a million other dresses in my closet you can try on."

I nod my head grabbing the dress from Maya.

Once I slipped it on and Maya zipped up the back for. I turned around to look in the mirror and I

It was sophisticated, A simple silhouette where the dress ended just above my mid thigh, and it was off the shoulders showing some skin, but not enough to make me full uncomfortable.

The white also contrasted perfectly with my dark make-up and my dark curled waves.

"Fuck, you look hot." Maya remarks holding up my hand in the air so she could spin me around.

Maya places her hands on my shoulders as we both look in the mirror. "He is gonna fall to his knees for you."

"Are you sure I can wear this?" I ask tentatively. "It seems expensive."

"Relax, it's only Gucci, besides it looks better on you than it ever could on me."

Did she say only Gucci?

"Anyways, this is gonna be your freakum dress girl. I promise you he won't want to keep his hands off you tonight."