I watch Angel as she tries to pull herself back together from the obviously strange nightmare she encountered. I excuse myself from the room to get dressed, I'm going out with a new friend of mine, Jake. I pull on a pair of blue jeans, tee shirt, black sweater and to top it all off, my black and blue DC's. *Demented dinosaur noise.*
I wave to Angel and Louis as I head out and get into my cheap little car. Not that best car, but hey, it'll do. Thank god I know my way around town now, if I didn't I would be in deep horse shit. Jake and I are meeting at the shopping outlet, getting lunch and going to check out girls. If only they had a store to do that...
"Hey Zack!" Jake greets me in his Canadian accent. He from Vancouver so I'm happy I have more Canadian friends than British. No offence to the Brits...Um...Never mind then.
"What y't der buddy?" I ask him.
"What?" He asks, obviously still confused.
"What. Are. You. Doing. There. Friend?"
"Right, sorry. I'm no good with Newfoundland slang." He wipes his damp brown hair out of his greyish brown eyes and continues to walk into the mall.
We gather our food at separate places. I come back to the table with a burger from some random place, and Jake comes back with Nandos. I think he'd like Niall. Oh, yeah, did I tell you that Jake is a little 'fruit loopy'? He's all about gentleman sausages.
"So, are we going to check out some handsome boys later?" Jake asks, fluttering his lashes.
"You can scout um, what is it, boy babes?" I ask and he shrugs. "I'll scout hot chicks!"
"You're disgustingly cute!" Jake laughs.
"You're...," I let it slide and dig into my burger. It kind of tastes like A&W from back home, Delicious.
"Peek-a-boo!" I say as I play with Rosalie. "Peek-a-boo!"
"Dada!" Alice screams as Niall walks into the room.
"Hi sweetheart, babe I'm sorry to burst your bubble but we have an appointment to attend to." Oh right, dress hunting. I have to pick up Angel.
"Shi-sh-shoot! You have you're tuxedo to hunt for to, Niall. Round up the boys and we'll go straight away."
* * *
"I don't know, I don't like the train. It's to short," I complain in the palace of dresses. "I love the glitter though, and how it's strapless."
Angel stays put as I go back into the dressing room to try a different dress. I've tried on so many. Ball gowns, wedding dresses that look like prom dresses, short, long, frilly, laced. I just haven't found the right one yet. I have the assistant, Emmy, help me into this dress. It's definitely a ball gown. It's weight is surprisingly light, but it's hard to get into. I walk out to show Angel and I feel so amazing in this gorgeous dress.
Strapless and beautiful. The silver lining around the torso and the sweetheart neckline are stunning. It feels like silk and the train is much longer than the other ones I have tried on, maybe 3 to 5 feet longer. The back is done into many laces that crisscross my back. I've never worn anything this magnificent before. Emma come and places the matching veil on my head that completes itself with the little silver tiara. The veil flows to reach the halfway mark of my back.
"This is it!" I stare at myself in awe in the mirror. "It's absolutely gorgeous."
"You look amazing, cricket. You always have and always will," Angel says with a smile. I twirl around and the bottom of the dress comes out and spins with me in a beautiful circling motion.
"I'll take it," I say after reading the price tag. For a beautiful dress it's only costing 15 thousand pounds.
* * *
After dropping Angel off at her house, I drive home to do some more planning with Niall.
"The colors are red and silver. Bridesmaids dresses are red with silver bows around the waists and the men dress in black tux's with red embellishments and silver ties. They'll have bow ties 'cause they are just amazing and I love the look of them," I say.
"We still have to find a place to have the reception afterwards," Niall says. "And we have to taste cake." His eyes dreamy after the word.
"I know, I'm just stressing. The wedding is in exactly one month and we're only getting the dresses and tux's and," I blab.
"Relax, let's take a break and go hang out with the guys and the twins." I nod and follow him downstairs into the mud room where everyone is relaxing and having a great time either watching Toy story, or playing pool.
Alice is seated on the couch cuddled into the corner playing with her Barbie doll. I stroke back her hair from her eyes and look at how beautiful she is. Her light brown eyes match the leather of the sofa and her hair has darkened a fair amount. Rosalie crawls over and plops her butt on the carpet and I lift her onto my lap. Her shoulder length curly blonde hair bounces and her solid blue eyes follow he hand as she puts her fingers in her mouth. The doorbell rings and Niall runs to answer it.
"No, you can't come in," He yells.
Two sets of feet run downstairs and to my surprise Bryce is standing there with his hands behind his back, being hauled away by Niall and the rest of the boys.
"Cyrah, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done it! I didn't mean to hurt you!"
"Come on Bryce, let's talk."