Jack and I shortly arrive at the shops, or mall, as jack calls it.

"I'll show you a few clothing stores, then you can choose the clothes you like." Jack smiles.

We walk beside each other, in silence.

Suddenly my hand brushes against his.

Jack didn't seem to notice but I was blushing harder than the colour of a baboons ass.

We walk into a shop, which had young adults everywhere.

"Go ahead." Jack says.

"Could you help?" I nervously say.

"Sure. What's your style?" Jack smiles.

"I honestly don't know." I mumble.

But jack wasn't listening.

"Hey, this would look good on you." Jack yells.

I glance over to some black pants.

Well, I think they're called skinny jeans.

"Try them on?" He ask me.

"Ok." I say, walking into the dressing room.

I try them on and they actually look awesome.

"How do I look?" I ask.

"Beautiful." Jack smiles. "Not in that way! Just they really suit you." Jack quickly says.

"Thanks." I mumble.

After a couple of hours shopping, jack takes me to a phone store.

"Umm... I'll get you an iPhone 4s." Jack says, looking down at the phones with apples on them.

I look at the price.

"No, you don't have to. You've already bought me all these close." I laugh.

"No, I do have to. To keep you safe." Jack smiles.

"Fine." I say, looking at my shoes that jack spent a lot to get me.

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