OS: Zip it

Dress shopping;

It was any girl's dream and nightmare. Many would be subconscious about their size, their figure or complain about the outrageous prizes. Khushi on the other hand didn't really care for either of those. She detested shopping to the core. Sadly she never had the opportunity to escape it since her best friend always had some kind of function to attend to. Today was no different; she had to attend a wedding Khushi was once again dragged to a dress shop.

Sara rolled her eyes as she saw Khushi's reflection from the long mirror. Sometimes Sara wondered whether Khushi actually was a woman. Who would honestly hate dress shopping so much? It was a girl's best friend!

"Oh god Sara hurry up! I am hungry and I am so BORED. How long are we going to be stuck here dammit!"

A bored and annoyed Khushi complained from the sofa, which was placed in front of the dressing rooms. Currently Khushi was lying on it dreading her life.

"Oh stop being so dramatic Khushi. Why don't you try on a dress too?"

"Excuse me while I laugh sarcastically. Ha. ha ha."

Sara sighed and turned around to face her best friend. The woman could be so stubborn at times. Sometimes she wondered how they were even best friends. None of them had anything in common what so ever. Khushi on the other hand didn't care of any of this crap. She was more of a tom boy, while Sara was the princess in this weird friendship they shared. Somehow they were still best friends and neither knew how it was possible.

"Look I will leave this shop ONLY if you try on a dress."

Khushi frantically got up from the couch at Sara's response.

"Excuse me? Are you out of your air headed mind?! If you ain't leaving I am getting out of here pronto!"

Sara smirked sneakily and shrugged.

"Fine, but if you do I will tell aunty that you sneaked out to go to that Harry Potter convention."

Khushi gasped at her best friends blackmailing.

"You wouldn't!"

"Oh, but I will. So the choice is up to you. Either you try on a dress or get in to trouble. What is it gonna be?"

"You're evil you know that?"

"I know so are you going to?"

"Fine, but only one dress."

"Here," Sara said grabbing a black sequins dress and threw it at Khushi.

"What the hell is this skanky shit?" Khushi said eyeing the dress disgusted.

"It's not skanky, there's sleeves to it!"

"Uh yeah, but the chest area has a huge v neck. I mean look at how deep that is!"

Sara rolled her eyes and pushed Khushi towards the dressing room. Grumbling and muttering swears under her breath, Khushi went in, cursing all of humanity and the species called girls. While Khushi was struggling with the dress, Sara decided to browse around more. A blue peacock dress caught her eye and she ran to take a look.

Khushi was breathless after putting on such a fight with the cursed dressed. The short damned piece of cloth was stuck midway down her eyes. She couldn't see anything around her and no matter how much she tried it wouldn't come down.

"Sara... Sara I need your help..."

***

Arnav couldn't believe he was dragged to a dress shop. His sister Anjali begged and pleaded for him to join her and the fool he is, he gave in. Now he was stuck in some fancy dress shop bored out of his mind, while his sister was fitting on dresses. To overcome his boredom Arnav decided to walk around the shop, not that it did any good, but it was better than nothing. While he was walking around something caught his attention, more like someone.

"Sara... Sara... I need your help.."

Arnav halted hearing the melodic voice coming from inside the dress room. He looked around to see whether there was any other person around, but there was none. Who ever this girl was she needed help with something... Now what was he supposed to do? Before he could think of a solution, the dressing room door opened and a milky white hand stretched out. The hand grasped his shirt and pulled him with full force, choking the breath out of him.

Once he was pulled inside Arnav saw the most comical sight he has ever witnessed. It was a girl, wearing a black dress, which was stuck below her eyes. She was lucky the dress was not too short or he would have witnessed the entire light house beneath that dress.

"Sara help me dammit! Look what this stupid dress has done to me! This is why I hate dresses! Pull it down for me and zip it up."

Arnav gulped at, should he say she wasn't this Sara girl or should he just do as she said? His instincts told him to go with the second option. Without questioning the stupid idea, slowly he pulled the dress down to her curvy body. She let out a huge breath and rubbed her eyes. They were still closed thankfully.

"Oh god now something's gone to my eyes. Sara just zip the dress up."

She turned her back towards him, to reveal her milky fair skin, with a hint of her red lacy bra strap hooks showing. Desires began to arouse within Arnav's body and he got closer to her body. He felt her stiffen a bit, but he ignored his mind protests. Arnav was stricken like lightning at the beauty in front of him. Slowly he zipped her up, taking his own cool time, to enjoy the feeling. His long fingers grazed her bear back and a small gasp escaped from her mouth. Feeling alittle mischievous Arnav leaned close to her ear and whispered.

"It's done."

***

The husky, warm voice washed down to the tips of her toes and Khushi's eyes snapped open. In the reflection of the mirror Khushi witnessed the most beautiful man, she has ever laid her eyes on. He stood there smirking down at her, his molten brown eyes twinkling.

She turned her self around in whirl wind and began to breathe in and out. His body was dangerously close to her and the heat was vibrating from his body,fast, to her own. Her first reaction was to scream, but her mouth couldn't bring out the sound.

He leaned forward and tucked away a strand of hair behind her ear. Khushi flinched at the gesture and finally gained her voice, but it came out as a whiper.

"Who are you?"

His lips slowly glided down to her neck, sending fire bolts to her body. 5 minutes of his lips lingering on her neck he finally answered.

"You should buy this dress. You look beautiful."

He leaned away and walked out leaving behind a dumbfounded Khushi, to capture her breath.

The dress.

I don't know how I got this random idea, but I did and I had to put it on paper. Also I am proud to say I am done my History paper so HUZZAH. :D And I am not continuing this. I was left hanging with this idea lol Sorry.