Plot Twist ((Niam))

Chapter 27

"I told you" Harry said smugly.

"Thanks so much Haz" I said as I hugged him. "But what should I wear?" I asked as I pulled away.

"Hmmm" Harry hummed as he made his way towards a pile of clothes, my pile of clothes, that I threw on the floor. He began rummaging through the mountain of fabric, occasionally getting a shirt or two and staring at them before throwing them behind him.

Meanwhile, I just sat on my bed and watched him. It’s a hotel night tonight and Liam and I were paired up but I forced him to leave for 2 hours so I could get ready.

“This!” Harry exclaimed as he got a plaid shirt from the pile and pulled it up so he can show me.

“Are you sure?” I frowned. “I don’t always wear plaid”

“That’s why you should” Harry said as he chucked the shirt to me. I caught it with both hands and gave myself a mental congratulation.

“As for your bottoms…” Harry trailed off as he began rummaging again. Unfortunately for him, he has reached the end of the pile and has no other choice but to just groan and whine, “Don’t you have any more jeans?”

“Dude, I have 5 pairs. What happened?” I asked.

“They’re all crap” he said bluntly. “When was the last time you went shopping?”

“I don’t remember” I said truthfully. “Well I’m sorry if I’m not like you with your Burberry suits and Italian shoes”

“Stay here” Harry said before leaving my room. I assumed he went to his own room because moments later, he came back holding a pair of his own skinny jeans.

“Here you go” he said, handing me his jeans.

“What?” I stood up and stared at the jeans which could be easily mistaken as a sweater because the pant legs were so thin; can my own arms even fit in them?

“You’re wearing those. The plaid makes you look simple and all while the skinny jeans make you looks sexy. See? It’s the perfect mix of both” Harry said. He was smiling at himself like he thinks he might be the new Albert Einstein.

“But it’s a picnic!” I exclaimed. “I need to be comfortable! I don’t think my legs could breathe in those”

“Legs don’t breathe” Harry rolled his eyes.

“Yes they do! How can you honestly walk around in this?”

“Niall” Harry groaned. “You wither wear that or wear nothing. Trust me on this, okay?”

“Fine” I sighed. “Turn around”

Harry pouted playfully and I threw a shirt at him before he finally decided to turn around. I made sure for another minute that he wouldn’t pull any tricks on me before turning around myself and stripping myself quickly off my clothes.

The shirt was easy to wear, but I had a hard time wearing the jeans. “Harry” I groaned.

Harry turned around to see what my problem was and laughed before making his way towards me and helping me. He wrapped his fingers around the belt loops and tugged them upwards to get past my thighs.

It did take a while but soon enough, I was able to button the so-called jeans and check myself out in the mirror.

I spun around, checking every angle of my body and I have to admit, it isn’t half as bad as I thought it would be. The plaid contrasted perfectly with the skinny jeans. My legs aren’t as slim as Harry’s but then its okay. For once I think I look good.