One shots

Closer

I watched brotherly love a while back and then watched the whole season of On my block on Netflix . And then these song on were on repeat around me.It hit me. That's what I sought inspiration from for her outfit (above.) I personally think it's a real sexy look. Enjoy!!

"I will not be another flower, picked for my beauty and left to die. I will be wild, difficult to find and impossible to forget."- Erin Van Vuren.

The house was shaking from the base of the music. Chantal was sure she could feel it reverberating through her body as she sat on Alani's bed. She was being stubborn not wanting to go. The infuriating yet gorgeous Ezra Junior, known as June had done amazingly well at hurting her today. And for her sadly her bestfriend and sister of the idiot Alani was caught in the middle. Like she usually was when they had small squabbles. But this, this was different.

Alani looked like fire in her leather pants and crop top. But Chantal sat there arms crossed over her chest staring her down. She was going to try to stall for as long as she could until she would eventually be dragged out the room.

"I'm not going Lani."

Her friend squared up, hands on hips. As she opened her mouth to speak in walked Trina walked in clad in short shorts and a nude lace bustier. She huffed knowing this was going to be when she lost. Her two best friends against her, she didn't stand a chance.

Little to say after half an hour of crying and catch up session, she was in the bathroom changing into the chosen outfit for her. It cling to her like second skin making her a little unsure. And she knew she was slightly curvier than Alani making her feel more alarmed about it revealing too much.

Breathing in shaking she walked to the mirror to inspect herself. She couldn't argue she didn't look hot. The black satin dress left little to imagination, with its plunging neckline, slits up the side showing off extra thigh and being backless exempt the two crisscrossing spaghetti straps. There was definitely no bras happening tonight she thought.

Coupled with June's leather jacket which she kept through her arms like a shawl, she was a sight for sore eyes. Having no choice but to wear the heels given, she slipped her feet into the black stilettos wrapping the strings up her calves before tying them.

She was definitely going to catch eyes no matter how much she planned to hide.

Walking out, her look was met with whistles of appraisal. Laughing she shook her booty at them blowing a kiss. Wordlessly she let Trina sit her in the bed as she worked on her makeup, whilst Alani sorted out her hair.

Her pastel pink dip dyed hair flowed around her in soft waves, side parted. Her face air brushed in foundation before being contoured and highlighted. She wore no eye makeup her lash extensions bringing enough emphasis to her honey brown eyes. And her plump lips coated in a shade of dark wine red.

Whistling Trina squealed " girl you're looking like a snack!"

It earned her a glare and a smack across the head.

Shaking her head Alani spoke "right, now get your butt out there."

She looked at them with puppy eyes hoping it would work. It was her last resort. But when she saw their faces devoid of any emotion she sighed giving up and standing to walk out first.

June sighed looking at the clock on the wall and then at the stairs again. Chantal had been mad before but she always came. Today though he wasn't to sure. Especially as he had seen his sister around having a drink and dancing, throwing daggers through her eyes at him every once in a while. He also saw Trina when she arrived as she grabbed a drink, laughed and danced before disappearing.