37- Changing room

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It's almost two. Harry must be near. I should probably change myself.
I wear some skinny jeans and a loose white v-neck t-shirt. I put my hair up in a messy bun and get one tennis.
Harry nocks the door.
"Hi"
"Hi baby" He kisses me slowly then get into the apartment.
"Are you ready?"
"Yeah...I just have to get my bag"
"Wait...are you going like this?"
"Yeah...why is it bad?"
"No...it's good... very good. I'm not sure if I can let you go somewhere with this pant."
"What?! You don't have to let me use something or not"
"I'm just saying that I don't know what I can do seeing you on this jeans" He says holding my waits.
"So contain yourself because I have to go shopping."
He sighs and laugh at the same time.
...
We arrive at the mall which is very full but not more than usual.
"Where do you wanna go?"
"Maybe Forever 21...Zara...no better...let's go to Macy's so I have more options."
He follows me to Macy's and we start looking for some winter clothes.
"What do you think about this jacket?" I ask showing him a yellow jacket.
"I liked"
We walk a little bit more. I get some more clothes like pants and long sleeve shirts.
"I'll try that clothes on...wait here"
"Hell no"
"Stop it Harry I'll be back in some minutes."
"I'm not letting you alone on this mall"
"Don't exaggerate...I know how to take care of myself."
"No you don't"
I roll my eyes.
"Wait here"
"No" I sigh and ignore him going to the changing room.
On my way one dress caught my eyes. It must be very expensive. More than I can buy. But it's really beautiful. It's black and must be above knees. It's really beautiful. I think I will try it on.
"Harry...as I know you are following me...what do you think about this dress?"
"I don't know what I can do if you wear this."
"I'll try it" That is exactly what I wanted to hear.
I go to the changing room and a short woman comes to me.
"Hi...my name is Gemma. I work here if you want any help just call me okay?"
"Oh thank you...okay."
She shows me where is the changing room and I start trying some clothes on.
"What are you trying now?"
"Just some pants...I'll take all"
"Okay sweet...give me them and I'll be back"
I give her all the pants and start trying the dress.
I hear someone coming close to my change room.
"Open the door"
"Harry? What the hell are you doing here?! I said to you to stay there."
"Open this fucking door"
I sigh and open it.
"God...this dress" He says looking all over my body.
"Shh...they can't know that you are here."
"Hey sweet...So how the dress looks?" The same woman ask me just seconds after get into the cabin.
Harry pulls me on the wall and holds my waist.
"Hot" He whispers.
"Hot" I tell Gemma from the other side of the door.
She laughs and go away.
"Why are you here?"
"I said I wouldn't let you alone"
He whispers back but before I could say something he kisses me very hard.
I let his tongue get into my mouth and I take small moans when he bites my bottom lip.
He start moving his hands and mess with my dress edge.
"Harry...not here"
"Shh...I know how you want that."
He keeps kissing me but fingering me at the same time...I try to moan but he covers my mouth with his so anyone would listen.

After it all ended Harry left the
changing room and left me alone.

"Hey sweetie, just checking on you ...Do you need any help?"
"Oh hey...no...actually I just finished." I open the door. "Here I'm going to take this too"
"Okay...follow me please"
On our way to the cashier I see Harry seated on a couch next to the man's area.
He looks to me and I smile to him that does the same.
"Here...thanks for buying here...and by the way congratulations about the boyfriend" She smirks to me making me blush.
Oh god...maybe she saw what happened. She knows that Harry went there. Jesus I know it wasn't a good idea. I'm going to kill Harry.

He waits for me in the entrance of the store. I go there and he kisses me.
"Are we done?"
"She knows"
"What?"
"Gemma...she knows what we did...I mean...on the changing room."
"What? No...that's impossible" he shrugs.
"But she"
"Relax baby...She doesn't"
"But..."
"relax" He holds my both cheeks and kisses my forehead.
"Fine"
"Home?"
"Mine or yours?"
I blush.
"You are inviting me to your house?!"
"What? You've been there before."
"Yeah...but you never really invite me to go there."
"That's not true"
"Yeah...that totally is"
"Fine...fine...whatever...you want to go there or not?"
"We can work with that." I smirk and he does the same.

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