Best selling author Harry Styles is kind, sweet and charming. He's all someone would ever want and more.
Journalist and workaholic Nina Garcia is smart, caring and most importantly stubborn.
They formed a relationship.
Had a kid.
5 years later th...
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"Reservations at 6?" I shout to Harry in the other room. "I don't want to make us late."
"Yes, baby." Harry shouts back. "It's only 5:30. The restaurant isn't too far. It's walking distance."
"Okay!" I respond, clipping the clasp of my nude heels. I was currently in a white laced-sheer corset with a cream colored blazer and matching dress pants. I was stuck between this or a slitted dress but was kind of missing my dressy suits. I used to wear them a tremendous amount for work as attire. Still, I think this looked pretty a hot on me and could work for tonight.
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I run my fingers through my waved curls and touch up my nude lipstick once more before making my way towards the living area.
Our hotel room was decently big. It had a kitchen, a living room area, a bathroom and the bedroom was the biggest room of them all.
"Oh...wow." Harry whispers, making me snap my head up at him. His eyes run up and down, taking in my entire outfit in one breath. "I- you look..."
"Is it too much?" I wince. "I have a dress that's a little more casual." I wasn't sure why I was so worried about my outfit. It wasn't like me but lately I've been wanting to made an effort to look nice for Harry.
"No, this is a good wow. You look stunning." He says nervously. It was always kind of funny to see him nervous. It's as if he was seeing me dressed up for the first time, every time.
His hair is in loose, tamed curls framing his face perfectly. He's wearing a cream colored button up, a few unbuttoned at the top, revealing his chest in which his cross is resting with white dress pants and dress shoes to go along. We'd accidentally matched somehow which I find kind of ironic. His cheekbones are glowing golden, almost looked like he'd powdered some highlight onto them.
His lips curled into a small smirk once he noticed I was checking him out.
"Thank you." I mumble feeling a slight blush to my cheeks. "You look hot." I compliment him.
"Thanks." Harry chuckles moving closer to me. His hand rests right onto my back, pushing us closer together. "You know what else would be hot?"
I nod up at him with a smile, knowing exactly where this was headed.
