Or So It Seems (h.s.)

Chapter 19




I slip on my high waisted shorts and the new earrings i bought for myself. I was finally ready for Harry's party.




My nerves are tingling, but that was expected, so it's ok. A lot of people should be showing..




Harry and i have been public for over a week or so, and i have to say.. It's been crazy. Being a worldwide celebrity's girlfriend is something to get used to. Everywhere i go, at least one person knows me as ''Harry Styles' girlfriend'' or ''that one girl from the magazines''. I've had to push through paps, take pictures with the boys' fans, and wear shades and heavy clothes when i go out so no one recognizes me. It's different, but going into this, i knew there were consequences. Everything is worth it to be with him, though.




I check myself in the mirror one more time before leaving my bedroom. I don't know what look i was really going for at the start, but it turned to be 'badass' when i was finished. Ripped high waisted shorts, a tight, red crop top, very messy curls, leather combats, dark makeup, and suspenders.. Watch out 'erribody. I hope Harry likes my look. It would be super awkward if he didnt.. It's not like i'm dressed like a slut, but i'm also not dressed like my father would like me to either. The bell rings and i open the door. The oxygen in my lungs was deflated. Harry's backwards snapback and all black attire left me speechless. We stood there staring at each other for what seemed like hours.




"You- you look-" He lifted his hand towards me, next rubbing the bottom half of his face and clearing his throat while shifting uncomfortably. I blinked and looked up at him through my lashes, pursing my lips in confusion. He shifted again. I touched the curls peeking out from his snapback and grabbed his bicep, my minty breathe on his lips. He sucked in a quick breathe at my touch and then began to chuckle. Harry mumbled something under his breathe and i didn't hear it clearly. I was staring at his lips. I missed them.




"What?" I giggled.




"I said, holy shit." His cheeks were red and i understood. I guess he did like my look after all.. The thought of myself putting him in that state turned my cheeks pink.







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The radio was on in the car as Harry's hand was over mine on my knee when we pulled in Harry's driveway. The party was starting in 45 minutes.




Harry clenched the wheel with his one hand and i noticed his hand getting hot. "I'm sorry.. For what happened at your apartment, i just- you look so. . you look very beautiful." He stuttered and shifted again. I looked down. This shirt is a miracle for my boobs, and my shorts are.. short.. But just as short as any other pair a girl would wear!




"Thanks, babe. You look pretty great yourself!" I smile, leaning into him and pecking his soft cheek.




We get inside and i feel even smaller than before. His home looked so much bigger, and i wasn't sure why.




"Did you do something different since the last time i was here?" I ask.