Chapter 47

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Harry Styles

     "Long time no see, Mr. Styles! What brings you in here today?" Enzo grins as I walk through the door. It smells like brass and a mixture of air freshener in here and it's quiet besides the sound of drilling coming from the back. I walk over to him and look down at the glass display holding many pieces of jewelry.

Enzo is an old friend of my family. An older friend who's a jeweler. He helped my dad create my mum's wedding ring and every piece of jewelry he ever gifted my sisters. I know him from joining my dad a couple of times but I've never gone to him on my own.

"I want to buy something that you think would make a girl smile." I continue looking through all of the sparkling jewelry.

"Is this for your sister? I have a few pieces that I know she'd like." He points to the left with his thumb, gazing over to the section with the charm bracelets.

"No," I clear my throat, "It's not for anyone in my family. It's for- - she's uh-"

"Special someone?" He teases with a laugh, sliding open the glass case and taking out a few samples.

"Something like that." I smile, watching as he places different cases in front of me.

Earrings. Bracelets. Necklaces. Rings.

"Do any of these look eye-catching to you? Anything in particular that you think your special someone would like?" He begins. "What type of jewelry do they like?"

I have no idea. I don't know what type of jewelry Jane likes. All I've ever seen her wear is that pink bracelet. Everything else is jewelry that the stylists put on her.

Enzo realizes my lost expression, clearing his throat as he looks down at the cases, "Do you imagine any of these on her?"

"She uh she likes bracelets." I gulp, "She's always wearing this pink friendship bracelet and she rarely takes it off."

"So you're thinking an everyday piece?"

"No?" I furrow my eyebrows, "I don't know. I just want her to love it."

I didn't think it'd be complicated to buy someone a gift. I was never a gift-giver unless it came to birthdays or holidays. In those cases, I'd send someone else to get the gifts and just write my name on them or I knew the person well enough to pick something out myself. My brother, my mum, and Niall are the only people I bought gifts for. My sisters were a bit complicated so I'd send someone to buy their gifts and my dad has a rule that we can't get him any gifts for any occasion.

In this instance, it's for none of those special occasions. It's for her because I feel like buying something for her. Something special. Something that she can wear and know that I took the time to pick out for her.

"You know about that yearly ball my family attends every year right? I want her to wear it that night and look marvelous with it on." I finally speak up, my eyes darting to the necklaces.

He smiles, following my gaze to the necklaces. "Lucky for you I have a wide variety of different necklaces. Is there any type of necklace that you have in mind? Perhaps a picture of your lady so I can come up with the perfect piece for her?"

A picture.

I don't have any pictures of Jane. For all he knows, I could be making this girl up. I have no picture of Jane. I don't take pictures of her. I'm rarely on my phone when I'm with her.

"I don't have any pictures of her." I sigh, "and I don't have any necklace in mind."

I can see the slight disappointment flash through his eyes that's immediately replaced by a neutral expression. "Describe her. I'm sure we can brainstorm something."

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