Chapter 22
After hours of me trying on dresses and Ivan trying on suits. We finally got our outfits and can now leave.
I chose a slim fitting black dress and strappy black and white shoes.The dress fits perfectly and shows off my curves and my breasts.
Ivan chose the same colors as me a fitted black suit with a white button shirt inside black shoes and a beautiful silk red tie.It looked good on him.
We drive to Ivans house to get dressed.
3 hours later
After a long shower,straightening of my hair, makeup session,and putting on my dress and heels I'm ready.I make my way downstairs to an already dressed Ivan.
We both look at each other with what shock, surprise?
Ivan cleans up good.He looks sexy with his hair gelled back and that suit is really fitted it shows off his muscles.
"Wow Jasmine you look wow just wow"He says looking at me mesmerized and it feels like forever since a boys made me feel really beautiful. He's boosted up my confidence.
I straighten my shoulders and take a deep breath and walk to him trying to practice my walk for the carpet.He inhales a deep breath.
"Please don't walk like that its to sexy to handle"
"I'm just practicing for the carpet"
"When you can walk like that on the first try you don't need to practice"I blush and hook my arm between his.
"Shall we handsome"he gives me a big smile.
"We shall gorgeous"I reply with a smile as we make our way to his driver Mark.
"Thank you Mark"I say as he holds the door for me as Ivan helps me in.
"Welcome jazz you look gorgeous"I blush again.I've known Mark for along time hes like a second dad.
"Thank you"
"Its my pleasure"
During the ride we listened to Sam Smith and Jessie j.
"I love him"I say to Ivan.
"Who"he says his eyebrows furrowing.
"Sam smith"he sighs and scoffs.
"I'm better looking"
"Barely"he does a dramatic gasp.
"Jasmine I'm way cuter then him admit it"
"Maybe but his voice is a million times better then your face"he pouts so I lean in and kiss his cheek he stops and stares at me.
"Im sorr-"
"Don't be I liked it"
"Were here sir"I look out to see a bunch of people and cameras flashing.
Confidence
Confidence
Confidence
I take one deep breath then open the door ,Ivan following behind.I wait for him to walk around the car and hook arms together as the cameras flash us like crazy.We walk together and for once I feel sexy and beautiful I feel stares from men and I can't help but smirk. We walk down the carpet and stop to take pics as every photographer yells for our attention.
"Ivan over here!!!"
"Jasmine,Ivan look!!!!"
This we'll be a great story for them,Zayns ex-girlfriend seen with the son of a billionaire who's a rising actor.
We stay for a few seconds and walk off making way into the building but I catch sight of the monster and for once I feel in charge as his wide but hungry eyes look me up and down shocked.I scoot closer to Ivan and once I make eye contact with Zayn I smirk and turn my attention away to prove he's nothing to me.
"Let's go say hi to give the press some gossip"Ivan says.
"Lead the way"I reply and suddenly I'm in front of Zayn and his whore of a girlfriend.
"Zayn"Ivan says with a mocking voice.
"Ivan"Zayn replies and I notice he says it through gritted teeth.
"Jasmine"the whore speaks up
"Petri"
"Its Perrie"she says suddenly annoyed.
"Oh my apologies Perrie" I make sure to say Perrie with a dramatic voice to prove I don't really give a fuck.
"Jasmine can I talk with you for a second"Zayn finally speaks to me and once again I feel the power.
"Sure"
"Alone"He says looking irritated.
"Anything you can say to me you can say here in front of Ivan and Petrie"I did it this time on purpose.
"Its Perri"I nod trying not to laugh.
"Well we better go sit down it was lovely seeing and meeting you to"Ivan speaks up.
"Nice seeing you Zayn and lovely meeting you,Perri"once again saying her name a little more dramatic and with that we walk away into the building where the award show is gonna be held.I squeeze Ivan's had gosh that was amazing just what I needed to prove I'm strong without him and that whore will never compare to me.
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РазноеPeople think being alone is misery,I don't think so .Being with an abusive man is the loneliest thing in the world.
