TIFFANY'S POV:
"How's the planning coming?" Vaughan asked as I sat at the dining room table a few days later
"Okay I think." I replied
Smiling at him warmly, Justin made his way through to the kitchen. Greeting his Dad as he left, he sat down opposite me…
"No distracting me!" I proclaimed "I need to work!"
"Me, distract you?" he questioned "I'm insulted, Tiff. How's it going?"
"Good." I replied "The DJ's booked, the theme is decided and Maggie's organising the food and drink."
"Isn't that everything then?" he asked
"No, there's still loads more to do," I admitted "can you get me something to eat please?"
"What're the magic words?" he inquired
"I love you." I replied, smiling at him warmly
"Good girl," he chuckled, pressing his lips against my forehead as he stood up "I'll be back in a minute."
Nodding my head in understanding, he made his way into the kitchen…
"So what sort of a dress are you looking for then, love?" Mum asked as we browsed the rails of New Look for my dress for the dance
"I want to surprise Justin," I admitted "he told me once that red suited me, so I want to find a red one and remind him of what he said."
"That's sweet," she replied, smiling at me warmly "length?"
"Nothing too short, but nothing too long either." I informed her
"How about this?" she questioned, pulling one off of the rail
"I love it!" I proclaimed
JUSTIN'S POV:
"Can we hide it in your wardrobe?" I heard Tiffany ask Allie as they made their way into the house "I don't want Justin to see it…"
"Don't want Justin to see what?" I questioned
"Jesus!" Tiffany proclaimed "And my dress for the dance."
"You've got one?" I inquired
She nodded her head… "And I've rented you a tux too. You've got to pick it up the day before."
"What?" I inquired
"Joking," she replied "I told you it'd be funny, didn't I?"
"Very funny," I proclaimed, pulling her into me, beginning to tickle her relentlessly "do you give in?"
"Nope!" she informed me
"Okay, okay, children." Allie proclaimed "That's enough. I'll take this and put it in my wardrobe, can you two make a start on emptying the dishwasher please?"
TIFFANY'S POV:
As Mum made her way to her and Vaughan's room and I went to make my way into the kitchen, Justin pulled me into him and wrapped his arms around my waist tightly…
"Can I help you?" I questioned, resting my hands on his shoulders
"Are you going to tell me what this dress looks like?" he inquired
"Nope," I replied "it's a surprise."
Pulling away from him, I made my way into the kitchen, smirking at him as he watched me go…
TIFFANY'S DRESS:
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How will the dance go?