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I will be going to the club with Orion just like we agreed. Though we ended our talk with an agreement the last time, he still agreed to follow me. He has promised to join me in a few hours.
I have less than an hour before we leave and I begin to get dressed. First, I wore my black ripped-off trousers and then a black crop top, before wearing a long black leather jacket. Then I wore my black boots; I had done my spooky makeup less than an hour ago. I check myself up in the mirror; loving what I see, I smile wholeheartedly. I pick my bag up and leave the room.
"Orion are you ready?" I ask when I get to his door. "I am coming in"
"You won't dare. I am not done getting dressed up" he yells back.
"Then I will be waiting downstairs for you," I say, walking down the stairs.
Waiting for Orion, while sitting on the couch, I picked up a magazine to read. Not like I have anything interesting to see or read, it was better doing that, to while away time.
I stare at the stairs, tapping my foot slightly. I stare at the wall clock and sigh.
Is Orion coming like he promised or he had lied to me? I wonder.
I stare at the magazine in my hand and then drop it on the table.
I should go and meet him. I thought, standing up.
"I am ready," Orion says and I turn to look at him.
I stare at him before bursting into laughter. He stares at me in confusion.
"What's funny?"
"You are not going with me to the club, dressed like this. Are you?"
He furrows his brows. "What is wrong with the way I am dressed?"
"You do not think anything is wrong with how you are dressed?"
He shrugs. "I do not see anything wrong with it"
I furrow my brows at him.
Is he being serious about not seeing anything wrong with how he is dressed? Or he is pretending not to know, to delay me?
"You are joking, right?"
"I am not. You can tell me what you think is wrong with my dressing"
I stare at him and sigh. He seems not to know for real.
"Fine, I will tell you. Your clothes do not fit where we are going". He furrows his brows and I groan. "You are dressed in a suit. We are not going to an official meeting. Can't you see the way I am dressed?"
He points at me. "You mean this?". I nod and he scoffs. "This is crazy"
"You can think whatever you want to think but you are not going with me to the club dressed like this"
"What do you mean?"
"We are going to your room. I will find something better for you to wear. Not this". I point at his suit. "And these shoes too"
He frowns. "You can't decide what to wear for me. I already agreed to follow you to the club which is already inconvenient, considering that I do not leave the house"
I scoff. "You do not leave the house but you do visit Hannah" I murmur.
"I heard you" he mutters and I furrow my brows. "Clearly" he adds.
"I did not say anything wrong. Did I?"
"I do not care what you think it is. I am not going to..."
Holding his hands, I pull him closer to me. "I am not asking for your opinion. You are coming with me". I dragged him upstairs and into his room. "Let's see what you have in your wardrobe," I say walking closer to his wardrobe.
"What are you doing?"
"To get something better for you to wear"
"I told you I am okay with this"
"But I am not. We go with what I want not what you think is okay"
"You..."
I ignore him, opening his wardrobe. I begin to bring out his clothes, one after the other.
"Is this all you have?" I ask after going through his wardrobe. He sits on the couch ignoring me. "I am talking to you"
He scoffs. "Am I supposed to have something..."
"Did Ariana not buy you some clothes the other day you both visited the boutique?"
"How did you know about that?"
I ignore him. "I can't find any of them here" I mutter.
He folds his arms. "What do you want to do with those?"
"I think there is something nice to wear there. Where did you keep them? Oh I think I can see some bags here"
I bring out the bags and pour the clothes on the bed.
"You should wear these," I say, handing over to him the clothes I choose. "Go get dressed. We don't have much time"
"I don't want to wear these"
"Do you want me to show Hannah my crazy self or not?" I ask and he frowns.
"Are you trying to threaten me?"
"I am not. Go get dressed. You should wear those shoes over there. I will be waiting downstairs" I say, walking out of the room to wait for him downstairs.
When I see him come down, I stare at him. The clothes I chose fit him perfectly, I could not stop staring. He flicks his finger across my face and I blink.
"What are you doing?" I ask.
"Bringing you back to the present"
"Why would you do that? I can hear and see you perfectly"
He sighs. "Can we go now?"
I nod quickly. "Sure"
"You haven't told me why you are going to the club"
"It's none of your business"
"It is my business. I have googled online what is done at a clubhouse and from what I have read so far, I do not think you..."
"Orion, it doesn't matter what you read online or my reason for going there. All you have to do is follow me to the club"
"Without knowing why?"
I nod. "Exactly"