Wishing Star [Harry Styles]

16 || Beauty, Trust, Confidence

I gulped nervously to myself as I stared at the two persons that were arguing right now, infront of me. The girl that Tyler called earlier have already came and I admit - she's very beautiful and full of class.

She is Kirsten Rose. A 46 years old proffesional makeup artist at Marilina Magnolia company. She is a very well known woman because of her good personality and natural leadership. She is so intimidating by her looks. She have a short golden blonde hair with a nice black and white stripes crop top and a simple black high waisted pants. Her black pumps looks scary as I stared into it will full of fear. It looks like about five or six inches. Again, I gulped at the thought.

"So, If you may excuse us for a little while. . ." Kirsten cooly spoke as sge glance at me for a little moment and then back at Tyler. "I think we need to have a more private makeover here. A normal girl thing."

Tyler scoffed, rolling his eyes at her. "You forgot that I am a girl."

She laughed. "Please honey. Let's just make all of this things much easier, okay?"

I smiled as I saw the annoyance at Tyler's face. He is so easy to be annoyed and I actually find it really funny. I looked down at my lap, trying my best to not show my goofy smile infront of them. For sure, Tyler is going to make fun of it.

I heard a sigh. "Ugh fine!" Tyler. "I'm going home. I'm tired and I have so many things to do anyways." I look up to see him walking out of my room but then he stopped. "Oh, I forgot something." He laughed sheepishly, turning around to looked at me.

"Yeah what?" Kirsten snapped. I giggled at her being so fiesty.

"It's not for you, old woman." Tyler rolled his eyes, pushing his hands at the front pockets of his jeans. "Anyway, Jesse. . . Harry called me earlier and he told me that he will be here tomorrow. He wants to visit you as much as possible as he could. . .he said."

"That's weird." I furrowed my eyebrows at the thought. Why would he come to visit me? Am I his friend? I don't know what I'm feeling but hearing Tyler speaking those words about Harry wanting to visit me makes me happy in a strange kind of way. He kinda makes me happy even though I just met him. My mind is pretty messed up. "Why would he even come in here?"

"I don't know, pumpkin." He shrugged. "The boy is quite clingy, ya know." Tyler chuckled. "Anyways, I need to go. Just text me after the date, okay?"

"I will." I nodded.

"Then that's all good." He clapped his hands in the air and I jumped at the sudden noise. "See you guys!" He finally said and walked out the door.

Kirsten started walking into the bed that I'm seating and I felt the sudden urge to look at the floor because looking at some successful woman like her, always makes me feel so low about myself that's why I always choose to be this way. I always said that maybe I should just stay quiet and just stay unconfident because I know that no one really likes me and there will be no one ever. Why should I compare myself to others even though I already know to myself that I have no chance?

I looked up at her to see her standing straight infront of me. She is so tall with her arms crossed into her chest. I feel kind of uncomfortable about the position we were both in. So, I decided to stand up but still got dissapointed because of the lack of height I got compare to Kirsten. I barely even reached her shoulders. She looks like the same height with Harry but ofcourse with the help of her black heels or pumps, they helped her to have this kind of height.

"But what about my date?" I asked shyly. It's not because of her - it's because of the thin clothing I'm wearing. I pulled the tight dress below my thighs a bit.