For Your Eyes Only

Annie’s POV
“Annie, I’m pregnant!” exclaimed Kally the second we were out of earshot of everyone else.
“What?! Are you serious?!” I replied. I was going to be a sort of aunt! “I’m the godmother, right?” I flashed a grin.
“Yeah, I found out last night. I’m going to tell Mark today at the reception. And yes, of course you’re the godmother!” we giggled and skipped off to the back where she was immediately surrounded by an army of make-up artists and hair stylists. “Annie, Niall is so cute! How far are you two?” she asked. I blushed, instantly remembering the morning in the hospital.
“Well, to be honest, it was sort of all rushed. I ended up staying with his crew because Auntie is in the hospital. She had an accident in the shop. Then I had to go home for a while, but now I’ve been back for a few weeks.”
“Have you had sex yet?” she asked innocently. I rolled my eyes. Why did everyone want to know that?
“No…”
“Why, babe?” she asked.
“Well, I guess I’m just too scared. He hasn’t asked me to or anything. He’s so sweet, Kally. He never pushes me to do anything I don’t want to do, and always makes sure I have everything I need.”
“So, you haven’t done anything at all, other than kiss,” she stated flatly. I just stared, unsure why it mattered.
“Um…”
“So you HAVE done something else?”
“Kally…”
“C’mon, don’t be such a prude,” she joked, poking me in the side. I blushed and knew that if I didn’t answer, she’d just bring it up with Niall anyway. She was like that. No personal boundaries, evidenced by the fact that she had been running around a church full of people in a see-through slip.
“Well, he, um… He gave me oral,” I stuttered.
“Nice! Was it good?”
“Kally, you’re unbelievable.”
“I’m just curious!”
“Well, curiosity is not nice. It kills cats for a living. And just for the record, it was amazing.” She threw her head back and laughed, holding up the front of her strapless white lace dress. After a few more minutes of adjustments and dabs of makeup, the army split and she stepped down from the pedestal. “Holy crap, Kal. You look like an angel,” I mumbled, admiring the way the mermaid dress hugged her hips and flared out dramatically at the bottom. “Mark is gonna have a heart attack.”
“Now it’s your turn. The bridesmaids are all ready done.” she said. Suddenly I blanched as the armyturned to me, one of them holding up a pink lace dress. It was just above knee-length and had one strap, plainly requiring no bra. Here goes nothing.

Notes

Annie needs to loosen up a little. And I like the way Kally is coming out of my mind onto paper. Or... computer screen. KEEP VOTING!