Chapter 23

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I blushed a little at Harry's reaction, and put my head down.

"Look up love." Harry smiled, walking over to me.

I looked up at him, and he pulled my chin up. He planted a sweet, soft kiss on my lips.

"You look absolutely stunning." He said proudly.

"Thanks." I mumbled, my face instantly growing redder.

"You're so cute when you blush." Harry laughed.

My face was burning, and I buried myself into Harry's side. Harry always complimented me, and it never failed to make me blush like a maniac.

Harry smiled, and pulled me closer into him.

"Don't be so bashful babe." Harry whispered in my ear.

I nodded.

"So you want this?" He asked.

"Yes I do." I smiled.

"Well, I don't want you to have it." He said with a straight face.

"You're joking right?" I asked.

Harry shook his head 'no.'

"Well why not?" I asked getting upset.

"You look too good, every guy will be looking at you, and every guy will want to touch you, and I am in no way ready for that emotional stress." Harry said.

"So you are jealous of reactions that haven't, and may never happen?" I asked laughing a little.

Harry nodded.

"But you said I could have anything I want." I whined.

"Yeah, I lied." Harry said with a shrug.

I rolled my eyes, and went to take the dress off. I had brought my own money, which I had planned to purchase the dress with now, since Harry was being an idiot.

I took the dress off, and changed back into my clothes. I pulled out my wallet, and left the dressing room. I went to the front register, and put the dress down.

"What are you doing?" Harry asked sadly.

"I want this." I said.

"But Scarlet..." Harry whined.

"Harry, just because you don't like it, and don't want to buy it, doesn't mean that I can't have it." I stated.

Harry nodded sadly.

"Then I'm just going to walk around shirtless, so all the girls will stare at me." Harry said.

"Those girls would stare at you in a snow suit babe." I stated.

"True." Harry mumbled.

I laughed, and bought my dress. I carried the bag out of the store, and moved onto the next one. I had no money left; I had spent it all on my new dress.

I walked into the next store, and Harry followed closely behind me.

"Are you going to buy another shirt in this store?" He asked.

"Really?" I groaned, getting annoyed.

Harry shrugged, and kept walking. He would pick up all these slutty clothes, and show them to me, insinuating that I would wear something like that. He didn't know it, he thought he was just messing around, but it was actually hurting me a little.

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