Royally Forbidden ||| on hiatus

Chapter 5

{ Aribella's POV }

I can't believe that this is happening. It's like 99% of my dreams are real!

After we got some McDonalds (Emma loves their french fries), we arrived at the arena. We were about an hour and a half early, so we decided to buy some merch. I bought a black 5sos bandana and a white shirt with their faces on it. While I was taking the tags off of my items, Emma purchased a black shirt with the 5sos logo on it and a black snapback with a blue bill that had " 5sos " written in white.

"Come with me!!" She squealed and pulled me into the bathroom. There was another girl in here fixing her makeup.

The bathroom was a mess and it stank in there so bad..

"What are we doing in here?" I inquired. Emma didn't answer me. She took out her 5sos shirt and looked around.

"Hey can I borrow you for a second?" She asked the girl fixing their make up.

"Wha-?" She didn't have time to finish before Emma yanked her over in front of us.

"Go lock the door, please," she told me, and I did as instructed.

I walk back to Emma and the girl to see Emma pulling her shirt over their head.

"HEY!" She exclaimed.

"Emma!!" I shouted.

"Calm your titties I'm not a rapist," she brushed our exclamations off. 

She had her brown pixie cut hair styled up into a small quiff, and she had big brown eyes that went perfectly with her tan skin tone. She was darker than me in comparison, but she was still very pretty.

Emma tugged her shirt and put in on the girl, fitting her rather well.

"So, girl, what's your name?" I asked, no one should talk to Emma right now, she's busy.

"My name's Lauren... But I don't like that name because it sounds too princess-y so I go by L," she explained.

Emma took out her scissors, instructing L to stay very still, and she began cutting. She cut the bottom half of the shirt off. Thank god the logo was closer to her chest or that would have gotten cut off, too.

She snips away and when she has a straight line, precisely where she wants it to be, she stops. She breaks out her sewing kit and turns the bottom of the shirt towards the inside, holding it in place with pins, before she begins to sew.

She sews the bottom hem of the shirt to the top, to create a belly shirt. To finish it up, she cuts off the sleeves to make it almost like a muscle shirt, but without the slits down the side of the shirt.

"Done!" She heaves. She removes the pins from the shirt and puts them back in her kit, placing the kit back where it came from.

Where does she keep this stuff? I have no clue.

Emma slips the shirt off of L, handing her back her own shirt. The blonde haired female takes off her shirt and replaces it with the one she has designed.

She stands in the mirror and fixes her make up and hair and turns to us with a bright smile, "what do ya think?"

"It looks great!" L states.

"You look nice, let's go before we're late!" I told her and we all rushed off to our seats.

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