Why do I hate Harry Styles?

3: I hate college parties!

Earlier that day

Bella's pov

"Can I know why are we here so damn early !!" Susan huffed.
" 'Cause...."
I started examining the dresses in front of me.
"We have college to attend " I completed.
"Can't you shop in the evening today ?"
She whines.
"You know I can't. You have a party to attend" I stated calmly.

"But why is it that your mom doesn't allow you to go alone anywhere? You're nineteen for God sake!"
"How is this one?" I asked avoiding her previous question.

"Mi !! You should stand up for yourself."
She started ignoring all my please to stop.

"They are my parents Susan they know what's better for me and what's not. Being nineteen doesn't mean you get to make all decisions for yourself. I still depend upon them for my living. They are the ones working hard to pay all my college fees so that I could study carefree."
I said calmly.
"And I know sometimes mother becomes a little overprotective of me but that's..."
"Okay"
I finished with a smile.

Susan gave a heavy sigh.

"You know very well it's not about being 'a little overprotective' "
She mumbled.

"Anyways. Hurry up then" she said.

"Hmm. Here how is this one ?" I asked

"Umm. The colour is too dull."

"Okay.." I picked a wine colour knee-length dress.
"What about this ?" I asked.

"Now that's my thing," she said

"Okay then go try it on."

"Okay. I also got these. Let me try all of them."

"I think the changing rooms are towards the right," I said examining the black midi in my hand.

When she left I looked for a few more middies rejecting most of them.
When my eyes caught a pretty white coloured midi. I quickly took it and marched towards the changing rooms.
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Current Time

Bella's pov

"Exactly my choice." He said with a smile and left.

I stood there awestruck, kinda confused too.
Recalling what just happened.

I just smiled remembering our strange exchange and the way he stormed out.

Then turned around and looked in the mirror with the dress over me.
Then a voice startled me.
"Where Were You !"
It was Susan.

"Where were you !?" I snapped back.

"In the changing room. Duh," she said

"Oh, is that? But you weren't here." I replied sarcastically

"I was on the second floor." She shrugged.

"How would I know that? I thought you were in one of these." I said gesturing to the changing rooms.

"Oh! but I thought I was a female and was not supposed to go to 'male changing rooms. But thank you for telling me I could. Its a news to me "
She said with sarcasm overflowing.

I stood frozen. I had nothing to say.
To say I was embarrassed would be an understatement. I was drowning in embarrassment.
Not because I came out as stupid in front of Susan no definitely not.
Now I understood why Harold was in there and how I made a fool of myself asking if Susan was in there, in a male changing room.

He would probably be laughing hysterically recalling my stupidity by now.

I slapped my head and looked down shaking my head disappointed at how I made a fool of myself in front of 'almost a stranger'.
I started giggling. Laughing at my stupid self.