Chapter 4 [ The Concert]

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( Harry's POV)

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( Harry's POV)

It was currently 6:32 and I was just barely trying to figure out what I was gonna wear to the concert.

I spent more time pacing around the room stressing the hell out of my mind. I gritted my teeth out of frustration.

I can't go too under dressed because Louis is obviously gonna be there, but I also can't over dress because then I'll just look stupid.

I thought to myself a bit about an outfit choice and my eyes lit up once I got a good idea on what I should wear. " I should've thought of that before" I mumbled to myself in the lonely room as One Direction music played from my phone since I wanted to become a slight bit more familiar with their music.

I quickly rummaged through my closet throwing any clothes that weren't the ones I was looking for on the floor somewhere across the room.

As I dug deeper into my closet I finally pulled out the sweater I was looking for. It was a One Direction sweater that Niall had gifted me a couple of months ago. The sweater was black and had the cover of their most recently released album, Midnight Memories, with the tour dates on the back written in light purple.

I realized that Niall had probably planned this out and felt a little dumb for how I didn't notice months ago knowing about their upcoming concerts nearby.

I continued to completely massacre my closet as I dug up some leather flared pants that I've never worn since I didn't know what occasion I could use them for.

I laid them down carefully on the bed along side the sweater. I grabbed a pair of socks and boxers and dropped them on the bed as well.

I walked into the bathroom deciding to take a really quick shower before I had to change and wait for Niall to arrive.

I turned on the steaming hot water before slipping off my shorts that I'd been previously wearing. I raised my arms over my head as I tugged my shirt off awkwardly, I ran my hand under the water making sure it was a good temperature before slipping out of my underwear and walking into the showers warmth.

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Once I had finished taking my shower I wrapped a fluffy white towel around my waist. I walked back into my room seeing everything was left in the same place before I left, I dropped the towel around my waist and making sure to dry myself off good before I grabbed the boxers I'd left on the bed and slipped them on.

I grabbed the leather pants on my bed struggling a bit since it was never easy to put pants on after a shower.

Once I'd finally managed to slip them on I grabbed the black laces that were like the ones on a shoes that were in the place where the button would be to button them up. I grabbed the two laces and pulled them the tightest I could so the pants would hug my figure.

I finished tying the laces in a cute bow before picking up the lonely sweater on the bed. I easily pulled it on and then looked at my reflection in the full body mirror. Damn these pants make my thighs and ass look good. I thought to myself with a smile on my face wonder what Louis would think when he saw him.

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