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Rep's Pov:
Lover and I approached the mall, driving slowly because of how much she liked to complain about my 'reckless' driving. It was interesting how she could assume that I'm a bad driver when I've only crashed 3 times. I wanted to tell her that it wasn't a big deal, that nobody got knocked out or dead or anything, but she was just too sweet to listen to reason.
I pulled into the parking lot, parking then exiting the car and going around the front to open Lover's door. Once she got out, I grabbed her hand and locked the car, dragging her towards the mall.
"This counts as date night, right?" I asked, holding the door open for her.
She smiled, raising an eyebrow. "Considering it's 12pm, I would say no. But I'll say yes because you're paying for everything," she nodded, entering the mall.
I laughed, glancing around the mall at all of the stores. This would be fun. I let the girl lead as I followed behind like a dog, and internally groaned when she tugged us towards some store that was annoyingly pink.
"We have to go in here- and here, oh, and over there-" the girl exclaimed, pointing at several stores that seemed way too girly.
I sighed, following the girl in quick strides as she practically ran in. She smiled, jumping up and down a bit, causing a smile on my face as she dragged me over to the cropped hoodie section.
"Look at them, they're so cute!" Lover grinned, grabbing 3 different tops in an extra small size and dropping my hand temporarily.
"Mhm..." I hummed, my gaze flickering to the hot topic across the street. I made a mental note to be sure to go there after Lover got everything she wanted, because she was more important to me.
"Okay, I'm gonna go them on, you have to tell me if it looks good," Lover said with a giggle, kissing my cheek and practically skipping off to the changing rooms.
While she got everything ready, I started thinking about my life. I don't know where this 'CPS' thing is going to go, considering I'm not even out of my house (which contains my parents) yet. I got dismissed from class and went on with my fucking day. This is what you get for telling anyone anything— that's why I don't. I glanced up as Lover exited the changing room in a cute pink long sleeved crop top and a... dangerously short skirt. I immediately shook my head, bolting up and grabbing her waist, pulling her into me and leaning down, whispering in her ear.
"Hi, the top is adorable, just like you, but— not to sound controlling, change the fucking skirt," I muttered into her ear, gently squeezing the side of her waist and pulling away.
The small girl nodded, glancing between my eyes and my lips, her cheeks slightly dusted in pink. "Okay, but I'm still buying it," she replied quietly, leaning in and pressing a kiss to my lips. I chuckled, letting her change into the next outfit.
She came back out in a large, oversized white hoodie that almost went down to her knees combined with some long denim shorts. She looked amazing in oversized clothing, but it wasn't mine, so I shook my head. The girl sighed, turning right back around and changing again. She exited the changing room in the final outfit, which was a giant oversized flannel. A pink flannel. Paired with loose, high waisted bright pink shorts. I chuckled, giving her a nod, considering the outfit was beautiful with her.
She smiled victoriously, going back into the changing room to get into her previous shirt, a long sleeved white shirt and the same tiny skirt that was making me go fucking crazy. I let out a little sigh, but regardless, I smiled at her and grabbed her outfits.
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FanfictionLover's always been off, she's always had her struggles, always had problems. She's always been able to cover them up with fake laughter, 'I'm fine!'s, and various creative white lies. What happens when her best friend starts to notice them?
