** NICK'S POV **
I am regretting my decision of asking her to be my personal assistant. Those clothes were designer and bloody expensive and she damaged them without giving a second thought to what she was doing.
My favorite white shirts were ruined beyond recognition and she calls those scribbles art, ART MY ASS!! Even the kids of my pack draw better than her.
My black Armani pants had something gooey and glittery, luckily it was not fabric glue, the one that comes with glitters in it. She basically bedazzled my pants and scribbled some rubbish on my shirts "It is all your fault that you made her arrange your clothes!" Drake was being an absolute jerk.
"You are forgetting the fact that you share this human body of mine dimwitted!" I know it is childish and stupid of me to fight with m
