Megan pov
I got chucked a bunch of dresses and outfit combinations to try on. I tried on a sparkly dress with mesh parts just below my collar bones and that went down to my thys. it was nice but I though it was too fancy. I got given a play suit that had white stars and a navy background. it was ok but it was a little too under dressed. outfit after outfit it kept on getting worse. Either everything was too fancy of everything was under dressed.
"What about you try on this I remember you wore something like this at the Hilton when we went out for dinner." Cameron handed me a T-shirt and a pair of black disco pants. I tried them on and I started to tear up. So many memories came back at once. I remember the way that shawn slowly lifted up my T-shirt from the hem and show he flung it half way across the room. I also remember how he slowly unbuttoned my jeans without breaking eye contact. boy what would I do to have that back. I ran to cameron and started to cry on his sholders.
"I miss Shawn!"
"I know Megan, it's ok you will see him in no time. how about you try and FaceTime him tonight sound good?"
"Yeah sounds good"
