If Love Was Real

Chapter 18- Secret Habits

Hanan's P.O.V

"I don't have any party clothes though!" I told her.

"Uh, yes you do! I bought something for you and brought it here for times like this!" She said as she walked to her closet and pulled out a red dress that had long sleeves and a low v-neck. The length was medium, it I looked like it would be way too fitted on me, and I'm not wearing it.

"Well, we'll just let you guys do that and make sure that before you leave you come to our room and tell us!" Zayn said and walked out; the guys followed and closed our door.

"I'm not wearing that!" I suggested as I stood up and walked towards her.

"Try it on." she pushed the dress into my arms.

"No!" I put it back in hers.

"It's a dress; it's not going to hurt you to just try it on. No one else is here and I know that it would look good on you.

"If I put this on" I took the dress from her. "Will you stop talking to me about it?"I asked.

"Yes!" She smiled. I sighed and walked into my room. I took the hanger of the dress and laid it down on the bed. I held the dress up in front of mirror as I stared at myself. I put the dress down on the bed beside the hanger. I took of my clothes and put the dress. I walked back to the mirror and stared at myself. The dress did make it seem like I had curves, Jacqueline always says I do though. I usually never believe her. I felt like the dress was more for her then it was for me. I liked the red, I did like the dress. Just not on me.

"Are you ready?" Jacqueline asked me.

"No." I answered.

"Do you have the dress on?"

"Yes."

"Then you're ready! Get your ass out here!" She yelled from the living room.

"Ugh! Fine!" I walked out of the room and stood in front of her. She took a step back and showed no face expression. She looked down to my feet and looked horrified.

"What?" I asked.

"You're not wearing heels!"

"Yes, I know! I don't own any!" I told her.

"Well lucky for you I also bought some heels too." She said and walked back into her room.

"No! Please no!" I begged.

"Too late!" She said and walked back out with a pair of simple black heels.

"I am not going to wear those." I said the truth.

"Well, you are. Don't worry, there only like two and a half inch heels!"

"I wear flat shoes everyday!"

"Just put them on and be glad that I'm not making you accessorize-wait. Never mind I am." she walked back into her room.

"Oh my god no!" I cried.

"Here you go." she handed me a small hand bag. It was black and had a thin strap. I loved how she knew that I loved red and black so much.

"Okay, fine. Just let me go re-due my makeup, the nurses took it off when I was in the hospital.

"Alright, I'll wait." She said and sat down on the couch and picked up one of the magazines that they had set on the coffee table. I walked into the washroom and took out my makeup bag. I quickly applied some mascara and eye liner. Maybe even some lip gloss because of the occasion.