Just Friends

"So," I smiled as I sat at the cafeteria table, in front of the new kid, Niall. I set my tray of food on the table. "have you made any friends yet?" He nodded. "That's good." I said picking up my apple and taking a bite out of it.
"What's his name?" I continued the conversation.
"He's coming to eat with us." He said, "You'll see."
I frowned confused, okay...
"Oh! There he is!" Niall said gesturing to a guy coming towards us. I turned around but as soon as I saw who it was I flashed my head back towards Niall.
"You're kidding me right?" I one hand on my forehead staring at the table. "Niall, you can't be friends with him he's-"
I was cut off by the guy sitting beside me on the bench of the table. "trouble." I finished under my breath as he and Niall did some kind of handshake.
"Hey there Brooke, haven't seen you in awhile." He winked at me.
"Hello Zayn..." I said coldly as I inched away from him on the bench.


10. (8) Getting Ready

I tapped my index to my lip, examining my dresses in my closet. What the hell do you wear to a wedding? I could hear my mother’s heels clicking on the wooden floors underneath my bedroom. Obviously I’d woken up late, and they were already ready. I rolled my eyes thinking about my parents. I clicked my tongue to my palate trying to decide on what to wear. Definitely nothing white. I reached into my closet and pulled out a mid-thigh length black lace dress with a low back scoop and full sleeves. I tilted my head to the side.  

I slipped it on and admired myself in my mirror. Hmm. I licked my lips and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. I put one hand on my hip and pursed my lips. Yup that’s what I’m wearing.

I dragged my feet into my little bathroom and straightened my hair. I had my own bathroom because my parents, well they had their own, but they didn’t want my ‘clutter’ to be all over a bathroom they’d send guests into when we had some over.

I did my makeup and then slipped on some black heels. Gosh, it looks like I’m going to a funeral.  Maybe it’s the heels. I took them off and opted for a pair of nude ones, then red. Sigh. I heard the doorbell ring but still didn’t know what I was wearing. “Brooke!” My mom called from downstairs. “Brooke, your date is here!”

I smiled imagining the look on Niall’s face. He was probably blushing. He always is.

I walked downstairs and my mom raised an eyebrow at me. “I know, mom, this isn’t what I’m wearing.” I assured her. She smiled at Niall and then walked away.

I took a step closer to where Niall was standing in my house. “Hey Ni.”

“Hey Boo.”

I tilted my head to the side and let out a laugh. “Boo?”

He chuckled. “Well I tried to find you a nickname but I only got ‘Broo’ but I found that it sounded weird so I just took out the ‘r’.”

I laughed shaking my head and grabbed his wrist and dragged him to my room. “You look nice.” I complimented. He was wearing a black suit, white shirt and a skinny black tie.

He blushed and gave me a shy smile. He was looking around my room. Walking up to stuff and picking them up, examining.

I plucked a little yellow dress out of my closet and threw it on my bed. I then picked my nude shoes back up and walked with them to my dress. “Is that what you’re gonna wear?” He asked, turning around.

“’think so.” I answered back, shrugging. He nodded and turned back to my dresser, looking at my pictures.

I slipped the shoulders off of the dress I was wearing and slipped it down the length of my body. I reached for the dress on my bed when I saw Niall shifting his weight from one foot to the other. “Ni, don’t turn around.” I warned.

“What? Why?” He said confused, turning around. When he saw me in my bra and undies his jaw dropped. He scanned my body up and down. “Oh-”He said quickly turning back around.

“Sorry.” He mumbled, his face now a deep shade of red.

I grabbed the yellow dress and slipped it on. “Ni, could you zip this up please.” I said backing towards him.

He gently zipped it up and I walked back and slipped on my heels. I took a look in the mirror. It’ll do.

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