* A few weeks later *
Delilah, Nicole, and I are going shopping for the perfect dress. We stopped at David's bridal. We looked for what to be forever before I found one I liked. It had some bling on it and was strapless. It ended at my ankles. I tried it on and looked at my self. This was the sixth dress I tried on today! It fits perfectly and it does look pretty. I walked out of the dressing room and saw the girls still looking at dresses.
" What do you think of this one?" I asked. The looked over.
" That is beautiful!" Delilah said.
" Love it!" Nicole said.
" Really?" I asked.
" Really!" they both said in unison. I looked at my self in the mirror and wondered ' would Louis like this?' Well, it feels good and looks good, so I guess I will take this one. I bought the dress and helped the girls try on some dresses. Finally, after about an hour or so, we found one for Delilah. It had its straps going across her shoulders and the dress ended at her ankles. It had sequins on the top and lining the bottom of it. it was beautiful on her. We all agreed on the dress and she seemed happy. Good! Now, Nicole's turn. Twenty long and slow minutes passed by before Delilah found a dress.
" What about this one?" she asked Nicole.
" Lov it!" she said while taking it to the back to try it on. Five minutes later, she came out. It was just a plain white dress with one strap and one side was wrapped around her, but she made it look amazing.
" Oh, my gosh, it is just a lost of words!" I tell her.
" Beautiful!" Delilah said. She smiled and bought the dress. We walked out and called out fiances.
" Hello?" Louis asked.
" Hey, Louis! Its Willow. You ready?"
" We are already looking in the shop. We are waiting for you!"
" Why did you go so early?"
" Just because. See you here in a few minutes?"
" Yep! Bye!"
And he hung up. We walked to the shop and Louis already had rings for me to look at. I decided on one, he agreed, and we left. The boys and girls were still looking, so we decided to go for dinner. Hand in hand, we walked towards the door of the mall. Then, suddenly, my stomach churned. I felt dizzy and then ran to a trash can witch was near by. I threw up. Louis ran and held my hair back. He looked worried. Finally, after a few minutes, I stopped and we went to the car.
" We need to go home," Louis said. I nodded. We went home and he made me lay down. He put the trash can in beside of the bed, put a movie in, and laid beside me. I threw up plenty times. " Baby, I think we need to take you to the doctor," Louis said.
" Yeah," I responded. He nodded and grabbed the phone. We are supposed to be there in a hour. He helped me get to the car and he drove me over. This has been happening for a while, but I didn't want to worry anyone. What is wrong with me?