Chapter 15

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Just a motivational little picture for you guys :)

IM WRITING A NEW FANFIC 🙌😬

It's Jerome Jarre obviously, and will be posted soon :) would love it if you guys read it 😘

Songs to listen to for this chapter:

Ellie Goulding- How long will I love you

One direction- Steal my girl

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Keira POV

Jerome brought the dress and walked outside, swinging the light brown bag up and down.

"Be careful that doesn't rip Jerome"

"It won't don't worry"

"Whatever you say Mr. Jarre"

"Well Mrs, let's get you to a nice nail salon, so I can sort out a few things"

"What are thou sorting out?" I laughed

"That is for thy eyes and ears only, but thou shall find out on her birthday"

"Jerome, why are thou so rude?"

"Thy is not being rude to thou"

People were giving us funny looks as we walked past them, giggling and talking Shakespearean.

We arrived at an 1950's American styled nail and hair salon, with a large neon flashing sign, giving me a slight headache by just looking at it.

Jerome pushed open the door, and a little bell rang, which was hanging above the door

"Why hello their, welcome to The Authentic American Nail Salon, what can I do for you today?"

"I would like a mani pedi please"

"Of course miss, right this way"

Jerome waved and motioned to his phone, probably telling me to check it.

I pulled my phone out of my back pocket, I had 1 text from Jerome

From Jerome:

Will pick you up in 45 mins princess xx

From Kiera:

Okay babes, got to go now love you <3 xxxxxx

From Jerome:

Love you more :* xxxxxxxxxxxxx

The lady sat me down, and showed me a load of designs to have on my nails. I decided, to go with my dress, I would have black nails with white polka dots.

"That will take around 40 minutes my love" The lady said, smiling at me.

"How much will it be?"

"It will be on the house if I can get a picture with you and Jerome!"

"You want one with me?"

"Yeah, your beautiful, have you ever thought of being a model?"

"I'm not skinny enough"

"I hate skinny models, you would be perfect!"

"Thanks"

"No problem hun, now just follow me"

I stood up, but had to grip the chair.

The pain in my chest was unbearable, like 1000 tiny pins stabbing their way slowly through my skin and muscles to my heart.

"Ahh!" I screamed

"Oh my god! Are you okay?"

"G..get my phone, ring Jerome!" But their was no need, Jerome ran through the door and wrapped his arms around me, supporting me.

"Kiera, we need to get you to a hospital!"

"D..drive me"

"You, yeah you, help me carry her!" he pointed to a boy not to younger than me. They grabbed me and carried me slowly out.

"J...je...jerome?"

"Yes princess" the tears were streaming down his face.

"I.. I love you"

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