(LOUISE’S POV)
“Well, look at that!” Troy said as he put the folded magazine he had been looking at aside.
I was stepping out of the dressing room. I had changed from my sweats in to a t-shirt and fitted jeans and it felt like I was going to faint any moment from now.
“You look great.” He said as I came to sit down beside him quickly.
“That’s not true. You’re just saying that because you don’t want me to race back in to the dressing room and put my sweats on.” I said to him.
He looked at me with a stern face. “Are you thinking of doing that now?” He asked me.
I nodded at him.
“Well you should know that if you dare to leave now, then no Ben Davies for you because I will be leaving you on your own.” He said to me strictly.
I sighed.
“You are not allowed to wear your baggy sweats
