Her Guardian (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

39: Confident

"What's wrong with being confident?"

Song: Confident

Artist: Demi Lovato

Anastasia POV's:

I looked straight at my reflection and gasped with wide eyes at how magnificent I looked.

And there I was, wearing glittering short red dress, a black pairs of Christian Louboutin shoes, along with some accessories Harry bought me. It was a Cartier love yellow gold diamond bracelet, along with two Cartier juste un clou yellow gold diamond bracelet, and a long gold diamond necklace. I couldn't believe that the girl in front of me was Anastasia. She seemed stronger than ever, she seemed confident about her body and not giving a damn thing about what people will think about her. She seemed brave and fearless. My cleavage was exposed and I didn't care about it. My breasts were tightly hanging from the dress but I felt confident after all. My behind seemed obvious as well, because the dress was tightly tight.

The make-out session we shared earlier somehow made me more confident about myself, and about who I was. I lost myself into his touch as I craved for more. His kiss was careful and filled with love. I didn't regret kissing him though, it just feels so right and it was the best time to show him that I was graceful.

I took one last look in the mirror and exited the room.

Harry was waiting downstairs for me, he changed his cloth and went down while I was taking a shower. I was glad we didn't talk anymore about the kiss we shared, its only well get me uncomfortable let along with him.

I walked through the stairs and headed downstairs carefully, I took a black furry coat with me, because it was cold outside.

As I reached the living room, I noticed Harry sitting on the couch with his phone into his big hands. He was breathtaking with his pinstripe trousers, and a black unbuttoned blouse which was showing his chest completely. He had a long black coat along with leather ankle black boots. From his neck was hanging a Christian cross necklace. His messy hair was already pulling off his face as he eyes me with awe.

"I'm ready." I broke the silence and spoke soothingly.

His head looked up at me slowly as his jaw clinches at my sight. His eyes were looking directly toward me, I felt uncomfortable under his gaze as I eyed the ground nervously. His figure stood up tall from his spot and started to walk toward me. I finally looked up and noticed his face wearing a proud smirk, nervousness and chills crushed me when his long figure started to walk toward me.

"You look." His deep voice spoke huskily as he eyed me from head to toe. He seemed in lost of words as his gaze captured mine, "extravagant." he added, breath hitched my throat and I felt panicking again.

"Thank.. thank you." I said nervously as I took my falling hair and placed them over my ear.

"Anastasia, look at me." His deep voice spoke encouraging me as I did. My heart was beating fast as I looked up at him, to meet his beautiful green eyes. "Tonight will be a rough night for you, don't answer their comments, don't listen to their talk, don't talk or answer them, as long as you are by my side, no one will dare to talk to you." He explained.

"Okay." I said calmly. I looked into his eyes as I saw sadness filled them.

"Don't drink anything given to you, and if someone wanted to start a conversation with you, just excuse yourself and go to the toilet." His deep voice added as I nodded my head as a yes. His hands took a hold of my face and I sweat breath hitched in my throat nervously. "I will be watching you, don't worry." He added.