I was supposed to post this 48930348 years ago but I forgot. So now I'm posting it bc sweg.
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Y/N POV
I heard my stupid alarm beeping. I groaned and got up to see what time it was. "7:30... hmm I have half an hour until school. 5 more minutes won't hurt." I mumbled. Just as I got comfy, my eyes shot open. I had 30 minutes to get to school! I got up and ran to the bathroom, taking the quickest shower I had ever done in my life. I ran into my walk-in closet and slipped on a maroon long-sleeved crop top and some shorts, topping it off with some Converse. I went to my vanity to put on my usual make up. I was about to do my hair when my boyfriend, Harry, came in. "Whoa babe! What's the rush?" he questioned. "I'm late for school and if I don't get there for sure I'll be getting detention!" I said. "And I don't know what to do with my hair!" "Here let me do it then." He said. He stood behind me and did a messy yet neat French braid. "Thank you!" I squealed. I kissed him on the lips and grabbed my book bag and went downstairs. I grabbed my keys and went out the door to my car.
I got there and parked, with 5 minutes to spare. I ran into class, luckily with a few students in. I sat down beside Perrie. "Hey Y/N. Whoa I really like your hair! How did you do it?" she asked me. "Oh I didn't do it. My boyfriend Harry did it." I smiled. "Best boyfriend ever!!!" she squealed. I rolled my eyes. The bell rung and students were scrambling in. a little while later the teacher came in and we started the long and boring lesson.
The whole day had passed and I had gotten a compliment from everyone saying 'I like your hair!' or 'Your hair is pretty.' or something along those lines. I got home and saw Harry watching the telly. I went behind him and nuzzled my face into his neck. I mumbled a quiet 'Hi' and he patted my head and told me to sit beside him. I jumped over the sofa and cuddled with Harry. "How was school?" he asked, eyes still glued onto the telly. "Boring. Although people were complimenting on my hair." I told him. "Really now?" he said tilting my head up so he could give me a quick peck on the lips. "Mhmm. The school bitch said I didn't deserve you and she did. I asked her why and she said because she was hot and I wasn't and you could style hair pretty well." He laughed but I pouted. "That's really funny! Go tell her that I'm not going to date someone JUST to style their hair, even if my last name is Styles." I laughed at his cheesy joke. "You are such an idiot." "But I'm your idiot." I giggled at his cheesy line. "So romantic" I mumbled rolling my eyes.
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Yey.
All the fucking love,
-Kat
