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I frown, offended? Did I look ‘flaky’ last night?

“I don’t mean you silly, your beautiful but all those people who just slap it on, it makes them look Flaky”

He kisses my cheek smiling proudly then he takes another look

“That isn’t possible”

He whispers, I shrug happy that I at least won’t look like shit meeting the pack.

“Who cares, I’m hungry”

I grin, he smiles, kissing me again as I grab come concealer and mascara, just adding a little bit to the places that were discoloured, I finish with mascara and throw my hair up into a messy bun and I quickly get dressed.

“You look beautiful”

Drake grins as I step out of the bathroom, he was on his phone on the bed, already dressed in dark jeans, black boots and a white shirt. He looked Devine.

My stomach starts to rumble, my face flares slightly at the noise. I was absolutely starving, and suddenly tired again.

“The only thing about getting a good sleep means my body wants more. I’m so hungry and tired. What are we s