Chapter nineteen

                                    

                                          
Nick's P.O.V.
                          
I stuck my tongue out at Noah and ran up the stairs to my room. I walked in to see Bailey going through my closet. Believe it or not, but I have girly clothes. I just never wear them. I told Bailey the first day that she was here that I wanted to be girly, but I din't think she would start on it so soon.
                          
"Okay so I don't want the boys knowing that I actually want to be girly." I said laying on my bed knowing that Bailey would hear em.
                          
"I figured that's why I made it look like I'm forcing you, but you really do have some cute crap in here." Bailey said from the closet.
                          
"Thanks." I mumbled as Sam walked into the room.
                          
"So what clothes am I wearing?" Sam asked. I looked at around my room and picked up a shirt sniffing it, "No Nick, I'm not wearing a shirt off the floor." Sam complained.
                          
"Well these are my only clean one." I said pointing to my clothes I was wearing now. Then I got an idea. I began stripping and flung my clothes at Sam sitting back down on my bed in just my underwear and bra which is really just a colorful ace bandage I wear to hide my boobs. Which surprisingly matched.
                          
"Dude, just cause I'm gay don't mean you can strip in front of me." Sam said taking his short off and putting my clothes on himself.
                          
"Wow." Bailey said coming out of the closet.
                          
"What?" I asked worriedly.
                          
"Who would've know that under those baggy clothes you would have a nice body?" Bailey said looking at my curves. She looked confused at my ace bandage, but thankfully didn't say anything.
                          
"So why are you dressing up today?" Sam asked laying upside down
                          
on my bed.
                          
"Were you not downstairs?" I asked with a humorless chuckle, I hate lying, "Bailey decided to dress me."
                          
"That might of been what you said, but face it Nick, I know you. And the Nick I know would never let someone dress her in girly clothes." He said staring right at me.
                          
"I don't know I just felt like..." I started, but Bailey interrupted me.
                          
"She wants to impress Noah." Bailey said looking in my closet once more.
                          
"YOU LIKE NO-" Sam screamed before I tackled him putting my hand over his mouth.
                          
"Dude, shut up. It's a secret. That means you can't tell anyone!" I threatened.
                          
"Who would I tell?" Sam asked chuckling.
                          
"Oh let's see, Nix, Gabe, Joey, Abby, Luke, Ryan, and oh yeah maybe Noah!" I said counting people off on my hands, "The hole world knows you can't keep secrets."
                          
"Not true I kept that  I was gay for like what? Two years?"
                          
"Alright stop your bickering." Bailey said emerging from my closet, and throwing clothes at me "Put those on. Okay so I found that you don't have a skirt?"
                          
"No no no no no no no no no no no! I don't wear 'skirts'." I said air quoting skirts.
                          
"Come on it would go awesome with the leggings! Please I have one in my bag, just please wear it." She begged.
                          
"I'm going with Bails on this one. I wanna see the tomboy wear a skirt." He chuckled as I threw a pillow at him.
                          
"Ha-ha very funny. Sorry Bailey, but I don't wear skirts." I said looking at the rest of the clothes. Surprisingly they looked pretty comfy.
                          
After about 5 minutes of Bailey pressuring me, I finally gave in and grabbed the skirt.
                          
Bailey and I went in the bathroom as she did my hair and makeup. After she finished I began getting dressed.