*** wow very short chapter i am sorry, maybe theyll all be short D: well ily anywaysssss <3 ****
They had about an hour and a half before Lillian needed to be in to work.
Lillian dragged Harry downtown to do some shopping. She practically had to pull Harry into her favorite shop. Dark clothes lines the walls and tattooed adults roamed the rest of the area.
"Are you sure about this?" Harry asked, his voice an octave higher then it usually was.
"Very," Lillian replied with a small smirk forming across her face.
She grabbed a couple pairs of dark jeans, estimating Harry size and a white v-neck. Tossing them to Harry she mumbled, "here you go."
Harry sulked back to the dressing room. Fumbling his way into the tight black jeans, he contemplated tattooes, and all of Lillian's. Were they just meaningless pieces of graffitti on her body? Harry assumed not. Slipping the white t-shirt over his curly hair, Harry stepped out towards Lillian.
"Hot," she stated, seeing Harry come into view.
He blushed and looked away, causing Lillian to laugh at his innocence.
"Turn around. Do they fit well?" she asked as Harry did a three-sixty.
"They fit a little...tighter then I'm used to, but I guess they fit like they're supposed to?" Harry said in a questioning voice.
"They look good." Lillian interrupted abruptly, grabbing two more pairs and a few more shirts off the rack.
Pulling out her credit card, Lillian paid for the clothing and had Harry keep on the clothes he had tried on.
"But, they're so tight," Harry whined, his bottom lip pursed.
Lillian shut him up by kissing him slightly, then moving away fast. Harry's eyes widened but he didn't say anything.
"Let's go," Lillian mumbled. "I have to get to work."
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He Looked Like an Angel
أدب الهواةHarry Styles is a fallen Angel who happens to meet Lillian Stewert. He's unsure as to what God's plan is, but eventually he figures it out; he came back to love Lillian. Will she love him the same is the question.
