Harry struggles with depression and anorexia. His body is small and fragile. He's malnourished and bleeding from every cut his body consumes. The new boy at school can't stand to see the hurt in those green eyes..
"I get to dress you both" Niall clapped his hands together and looked at Harry and I
"Oh no" I mumbled
Harry just grinned
"This is gonna be so fun" he giggled and grabbed my hand, "Are you excited?"
"Yeah, baby, 'course I am" I nodded and smiled, "Just worried about the outfit part"
"Don't worry about it! I'll make you irresistible!" Niall assured me
After a while.. and a bit of complaining from me, we were dressed and ready..
Niall was wearing a tight, bright red dress that hugged his body.
(imagine this as a boy obviously)
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Niall even convinced Harry to put on a dress... We made sure it had sleeves so he didn't have to wear bandages..
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It was tight and short and black and- god, he looked so good.
I was wearing a black band t, a red flannel, dark jeans with rips in the knees and there were pretty diamonds on the pockets. I had vans on- but not my usual black and white vans. There had rainbows on them.
As soon as Niall was in the bathroom, fixing up his makeup, I grabbed Harry and kissed him. he was shocked but giggled and kissed me back. After a few minutes of fast kisses with tongue and grabbing softly at each other's sides and hair, we separated and Niall came back
"Makeup time, loves!" he grinned and held up some powder, "it's just so you won't be shiny"
"I.. I kinda want some highlighter" Harry said quietly
I melted at the thought of him wearing makeup.
"I'm sure Niall can do that for you, love" I mumbled before kissing his cheek
When we were ready to leave, we had to literally sneak out so his mom didn't see us.. It was already getting dark. The day had gone by fast. And we were heading down to a nightclub where we knew we could get in...
I held Harry's hand as we walked there and he leaned into my side softly
"I feel... different." he whispered so Niall didn't hear
"Why, love?"
"i've never worn a dress before.. and my stuff is.. tucked"
