An arranged marriage || M.E

64

3 days later

I laid in bed covered completely in my blankets not wanting to move for any specific reason. I honestly just want to stay in bed all day and dream about me in Cuba.

"Hey, how you feeling?" Matt asked while walking into the room. I ignored his question shutting my eyes closed so he thought I was sleeping. "you're awake I'm not stupid" he said with a laugh.

I giggled at his response opening one of my eyes as I kept the other one closed. "Today you gotta go dress shopping, our moms are waiting downstairs" he said while plopping himself next to me.

I groaned loudly into the pillow not saying anything. I'm really not up for dress shopping, that just means the wedding is closer then I thought it would be.

"Baby, common get up, I gotta leave too, but with our dads" he whispered into my ear. I groaned one last time ripping the covers off me. The cold air hit my body making me swing the blanket back around my body.

"No Kim, get your ass up" he said ripping the blanket off me. "Common, I'm tired" I complained. "You've been in bed for 3 days, I'm pretty sure you're just lazy" he chuckled.

"Baby, just let me sleep 5 more minutes" I begged. He huffed loudly throwing me over his shoulder. I gasped at his sudden actions making me have a mini heart attack.

"Put me down" I commanded like a 5 year old. He laughed at me, while placing me down. "Come on beautiful, just go dress shopping, pick what you want, and later when you get home, we are going to a beach party" he said.

I raised an eyebrow, while looking into his hazel eyes. I don't think this is a good idea considering when ever we go to party's together it turns out like hell in the end.

We've only been back together for 3 days now, and I'm really not up for that being ruined.

"I don't think that's a good idea" I said truthfully. "It's not really a big party, it's just us, Madison, catia, other Madison, which is Gilinskys girlfriend, and the guys"

"Alright" I said shrugging my shoulders. It can't be that bad, I haven't been to a party in awhile so this should be fun.

"Now go get your ass in that washroom and get ready" he said while shoving me into the washroom. I groaned one last time, shutting the washroom door.

I absolutely look like complete shit, How could matt even bare to look at me right now, I can't even look at me.

I splashed the cold water against my skin, staring at my reflection into the mirror. Should I put on makeup? Or should I just go natural?

Fuck it, I'm gonna look like a sexy bitch today.

I took out my makeup bag from the cabinet opening it up. I always loved doing makeup since the age of 12, it was just fun, plus I liked the way it looked me.

I always hated when people asked me why I wear it, or say I look the same with it on. Like bitch I don't do my makeup for 1 hour to look the same, so please suck a fly and leave me alone.

Okay I'm getting out of hand right now, I should just start my makeup.

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I looked at myself one more time in the mirror smiling. I looked good right now, with my outfit and my makeup, and no one is going to tell me other wise.