Harry picks out lingerie for Hazel, while she's not looking
Harry era: frat boy
"How about this one?" He said picking up a piece. It was white lace with a few minor details, basically just a string.
"Harry, it's not even gonna cover me," i chuckled moving away to find something else.
"But I like that one," he whined, following behind me.
Today I decided to buy some new lingerie and Harry wanted to help me choose what to buy. But all that Harry was showing me was something that i would never wear.
I walked to the casual section to pick out my everyday underwear. Harry following behind me, with a grumpy face.
I started to look through the black pieces first cause I mostly wear the black ones.
"Hey, baby, look" i look up and see Harry holding up a pair with 'sexy bitch' written in bold, neon pink letters.
"Oh no, no" i laugh. Harry smirks and puts them in the small basket.
"I like 'em, plus what's written on the butt is true, you are a sexy bitch" he complimented me, and i blushed a little.
We continued for a little more, i found my everyday underwear and something sexy for Harry, since he asked nicely. I usually like to shop for this stuff alone. Cause people will probably judge me for picking that pair, that color or that style.
But shopping with Harry is different, he makes it fun.
"Okay I'm gonna go cash out," i say and walk towards the cashier. But before I can get there Harry's hand pulls me back.
"I'll do it, you go wait in the car" he grabbed the basket from my hand, gave me the car keys and told me to go.
Bit weird but I'll go with it.
Harry's POV:
Hazel walks away with my car key dangling from her hand. The reason why I told her to go wait in the car was because I wanted to do a little bit of shopping.
I walked back to the section where Hazel rushed away from. Mostly because she didn't feel comfortable with people looking at her. But why should she be ashamed? She's gorgeous.
Soon I saw the red lacy fabric dangling on the hanger. The red color looks great on her so im getting this. I grabbed the piece and walked around a little more.
But after the tiny walk around the store my basket was overflowing with clothes.
I knew she wasn't gonna be happy about me spending so much money on her but I really don't care. As long as she's happy then i'm happy.
I wandered to the check out spot, paid for the stuff.
Marched out of the store with two bags in hand.
Hazels POV:
Harry seemed a little bit weird earlier today. He never gives me the car keys because he's scared I'll crash his car. And I think that's unfair that he thinks that, I am not that bad of a driver.
But leaving him in a lingerie wasn't a smart idea as well. He could buy the whole store if he wanted to.
After a few minutes i see Harry walking up to the car with two bags. Two Victoria secret bags. I gasped and rolled down the window.
"Harry!" I scoffed, he smirks and opened the back door to put the bags in.
"Yes, love? Why so angry?" He jokingly asked leaning in. My mouth was still wide looking back at the bags.
"Why am I angry? Harry, you know i don't like it when you spend so much money on me! Did you do it on purpose?" I scolded, grabbing one of the bags to look what's inside.
"Okey, I'm sorry. Actually not really but whatever, i saw some really pretty one's but you wouldn't have let me buy them for you, that's why I sent you to the car, so you wouldn't be yelling at me in the middle of the store!" He explained.
"You know i would never yell at you, not in a store. Plus I don't have the confidence to wear any of them, so you just waisted your money"
"I didn't waste my money, but why don't you have the confidence?" He grabbed the other bag pulling out the red piece. It was beautiful but wouldn't look flattering on me, since i don't have the perfect body type for it.
"I have wobbly bits"
"Fuck, so do I, but you don't see me complaining, you could be a bloody Victoria secret supermodel if you wanted to, you look beautiful wearing anything and even better wearing nothing" he said it like it was obvious.
"I couldn't-" i started to Harry kissed me to shut up.
"You would, okay this is what we will do, when we get home I want you to go upstairs, put the red one on and walked down the stairs like a fucking goddess you are, deal?"
"Deal"
Time Skip
Ten minutes later we're back home. Harry gave me the red one and told me to go that he would get the rest of the bags. I pushed the little voice that says no to the back of my head.
I got to the upstairs bathroom, striped my clothes off and looked at my self in the mirror.
I have a little mental breakdown, pull myself together and put on the lingerie. Looking in the mirror I see myself, I feel exposed. I wonder why boy's like this.
A few tear fall from my eyes.
I opened the bathroom door and walk out, grabbing a blanket and wrapping myself in it. This probably isn't what Harry meant by walk down the stairs like a goddess.
When I get to the end of the hallway, I turn on the corner. Harry was sitting on the couch watching some random TV show. I didn't want him to turn around and see how I walk down so I tried to do it quietly. But every house has a step that creeks. Completely forgetting about it, I accidentally stepped on it.
Harry's head turn to look at me, a smile lingering on his lips. But when he saw the little frown on your face his entire face fell.
"What's wrong?" He asked getting up from the couch, speed walking towards you. You broke down right in front of him. Your head fell on his chest.
"Sweetie, please tell me" he whispered in my hair, caressing my head with his hand while the other one wrapped around my waist.
"It doesn't fit" I whimpered, pulling myself closer to him.
"Hey, don't worry about about it, it's just a piece of clothing"
"I feel fat" i back away from him and walk to the couch, Harry following behind me.
I lay down on the couch and curled up in a ball. Harry sat down next to me and put my head in his lap, brushing a few fallen strands of hair behind my ear.
"You're not fat" he said pulling me up higher up to his chest. I didn't say anything back because I didn't want to argue.
"I like the way you look" a few tears fell from my eyes, leaving the little drop on his shirt. He knew I was struggling with the way i look but I was really glad that he didn't mind if I had a few body rolls or stretch marks on my body.
"Your tummy is soft and warm, your thighs are comfortable to lay my head on, and your stretch marks are like tiger stripes" My heart melted right on the spot.
"Really?" I sniffled, wiping away a few tears. Harry kissed me on my nose and pulled me close.
"Really. And do not double yourself, I love the way you look"
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Didn't really know how to end this
Can someone give me an idea for the next chapter, I don't know what to write...
