Trip To Paris -Harry Styles Fanfiction

Chapter 4

He pushed his lips into mine, I tried fighting him but he forced me to kiss back finally I pushed him away, the look of hurt was in his eyes. "Leave!" I yell, pointing towards the door, I couldn't think of anything else so that's what I said, Leave. "I'm-" Zayn cuts him off, "Man, I think she needs a little space!" Harry glanced over to me, "Okay." He looked down and headed towards the door, closing it behind himself. "Well, That was awkward!" Zayn chuckled, I just nod.

I feel really bad for doing that to Harry, I just didn't know what else to do! "Zayn, I need to get changed for the party!" I excused myself when he nodded and stepped to the door opening it in one quick swift. "I'll be here around 8:00pm to pick you up!" With that he closed the door, I hurried into the bedroom and opened the drawers. It's already 6:15pm and I have to get a shower, dry my hair, change, do my hair and do my makeup..

I take my shower kit, which included of my shampoos, conditioners, razor and body wash. Scurrying into the washroom I strip and turn the water dial, waiting a minuet or so I check with my hand to see if the water is just right. It is so I jump in getting my hair and body soaked. I pour my body wash onto my scrubby and wash myself. I pour my shampoo on to my hand and wash my hair along with the conditioner. I then shave the little stubble on my legs. I nicked myself a little but the hot water made with feel worse! Shit.

I just out of the shower after I turn the dial off, rapping the towel around myself I wipe off the steam on the window looking at my reflection. Ugly! Is all I can see. 'Let's change that!' I say to my self mentally patting my back.  

I take out the hair dryer from my bag and dry my hair, I decide on leaving it down showing my nice long dark waves, taking out another bag which would consists of my make up; Eye shadow, lipstick, mascara, eye liner ex.

I put on some mascara, and a little of eye shadow to make the smoky look. I then do wings with my eye liner and put on lipstick. Beauty, is what I get out of it. I was never really the one to say that I was ugly or call someone else ugly, well except the times I either get up or just out of the shower!

I walk into the bedroom and look at my party dresses/clothes. I can either wear my black dress, blue dress or pink dress. Or I could wear any outfit like jeans and a nice shirt. I choose my black dress, black heals and a matching black hand bag. No, I'm not a fan of black its just the nicest thing that I have to go to a party!

I shove my dress on and heals. I sit on the couch waiting for Zayn. Just as I'm about to text him there's a knock on the door.

I open the door to reveal a HOT looking Zayn. he had a plain black shirt on and jeans. his hair was into more of a higher quaff then I seen before, earlier today. "Hey. you look uh.. Beautiful" He stutters running a hand through his hair.

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