~*{Alexis Skyla Roberts}*~
We arrived at the shopping mall and Harry opened the car door for me. I walked out, anxiously.. something's weird.. and it's making me feel really awkward actually.
"I know the perfect shop!" Harry announced, taking me hand in his.
I looked at him strangely, but he ignored me. He led me to a large store with dresses at the front; it was like on of those posh prom shops..
"Hello! May I help you?" The sales man asked us when we walked in.
"Yes. My friend here needs a press for a party. She loves lace and pink-"
I slapped Harry's arm causing him to smirk, "I mean. Purple, casual."
The sales man nodded and then pointed at the changing room before hurrying to the back store.
Harry sat down in the big throne like arm chair and I walked into the changing room.
"Okay darling. Shut the door and I'll send you some dresses over the top." The sales man instructed me.
I did as I was told and nervously shut door, waiting.
The first dress was a very tight and short one. I didn't even both to try that rubbish on! The next one was too lacy. Next was again too short....
The dresses kept coming and I was getting really tired!
I picked another dress up and it was a purple dress with ruffles at the bottom and a black band around the waist. The ruffles stooped below my knees. I pulled it on and I tried to do the zip but it was at the back, damn.
"HELP!" I called.
Harry came in and smiled, "What's up?"
"Can you zip me up?"
His warm fingers touched my bare skin causing my cheeks to heat up a bit as he pulled the zip up. Then we stood silently, looking at our reflection in the mirror in front of us.
It looked perfect... THE DRESS, OKAY! BEFORE YOU JUMP TO CONCLUSIONS!
"I really like it..." I whispered.
"You look perfect." Harry whispered back.
The sale's man coughed from behind the doors and we snapped out of our trance. I looked up at Harry and he was staring straight back..
"Do you need any more dresses?!" The sales man questioned, loudly.
"Erm no thanks! I've found one!" I yelled back.
Harry walked out the room leaving me alone. I slumped down on the wall, running my fingers through my hair.. what a mess.
~*~*~*{Harry Styles}~*~*~
She looked like a princess.... She is a princess... Just not my princess... She could've been my princess... I was just too late..
"I find your lips so kissable. And your kiss unmissable. Your fingertips so touchable. And your eyes irresistible.." I sang to myself, the lyrics are so true..
Skyla came out a few minutes later with a blank expression on her face. I hate how she's so expressionless sometimes!! I just wanna know how you feel!!
I took the dress from her and strolled over to the till before she could protest.
"What the hell?!" She gasped as I handed her to shopping bag with the dress in that I paid for.
"What's wrong?" I asked her innocently.
"I was going to pay!" I protested.
"Sush.. It's done now.."
She frowned at me so I looked around for a distraction.. "OHHHHH, TACOS!!" I pointed at the taco stand on the streets. I grabbed her arm and rushed over to it.
"Two tacos please!" I handed her ome and she took it and looked at me weirdly.
"Don't tell me you've never had a taco before?!"
She shook her head and I gasped dramatically before biting into the crispy delicious taco. mhmmmm.
"Harry, are you feeling ok?" Sklya asked me randomly.
"Course, why?"
"You're awfully nice today.."
"I'm always like this. This is Harry. This is the real Harry Edward Styles..."
She smiled her brown eyes sparkling, "Well I like this Harry." Then she carried on eating her Taco.
Luckily she didn't see the flaming of my cheeks at her comment... I'm going insane!
"C'mon let's go to sports direct and play twenty questions." I announced, lacing our fingers quickly.
She looked down at our hands and I waited for her reaction but, she just smiled and nodded.
I think things are finally working out for me!!!
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wahey skarry!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<3 ok, because of all the Zayn Malik engagement drama I need to clear my head, so I decided to write up two chapters today! Wahey, I'm so nice. Yay, comment? love yous -Tanisha .x
edited: 30/12/13.
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FanficAlexis. Skyla. Roberts is just an average eighteen year old from England. Her nine year old Directioner brother who thanks to him, her world changes completely. Skyla hates One Direction, actually hate isn't even the word. When the boys move in ne...
