Hiding the Prince in NYC [ ON HOLD ]

CHAPTER 18

"Noooo. God, no more. Please?"

"Nu-uh. C'mon, Vince, where's your stamina?" I grinned and left the sluggish Vincent groaning behind me. "Besides, my cousin's birthday is coming up and I'm going to have to get her a gift anyway."

"Didn't you say that just now?"

"Yeah, but I haven't decided yet."

"What! But you're carrying like 10 bags already. Jeez, woman, I think I've gone through enough torture for a lifetime. I mean, shoe shopping? I'll murder whoever invented that," Vincent glared at my 10 shopping bags.

Actually, I didn't buy a single pair of shoes.

The bags I carried? Well, I just took some of Jasmine's old bags and stuffed them into another shopping bag. After I walked out of every shop I went into, I just whipped out a bag and stuffed it with crumpled up newspapers to make them look like they were full with shoe boxes. 

Up till now, Vincent was under the impression that I've spent hundreds of dollars on ridiculously priced shoes.

How is it that he still has not realised that I'm not the type to shop for stilettos and such. I go for flip flps, sneakers and the usual comfortable footwear. A person like me shopping for girly girl heels? Nightmare. It's a wonder that I still haven't been spotted by anyone I knew.

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We walked and walked and walked. 

Then something caught my eye. 

I made a deep intake of breath. "OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG."

"What?" Vincent looked at me. "More shoes?" 

"Nooooope!"

Vincent visibly relaxed. 

"Even better!" I squealed. "Maze Runner! Let's goooo!" I dumped my 'stuff' into Vincent's hands.

"what? Where would I put these?"

"Just... uh.. anywhere. I don't need them anyway." I said absentmindedly. "Here. I handed him some cash. Get us some popcorn and any other stuff you think if needed. Meet here. Okay?'

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OK. Fast forward that 2 hours of movie experience xD 

ps : I don't wanna give spoilers hehe

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I sighed dreamily "OMG Newt's so cute!" I squealed. "British guys are so hot. Just. OMG. I can't even."

Vincent lifted an eyebrow at my comment and mumbled ,"But I'm British too..."

I chose to ignore him for that moment.

As we walked a blur of two buff black suited men passed us. 

"Oh pickles," I groaned. "Men in Black's back."

"what?"

"Nothing. Just walked straight and don't look back."