Teenage Dirtbag

Chapter 19

-Hazel-

For a moment, his green eyes met mine.

Harry leaned in, but the sudden sound of yelling stopped him.

"Hey! You two! No kissing on the benches," An old lady yelled at us.

I bit my lip to keep from laughing.

"Sorry," Harry apologized.

I got up from the bench and sat down on the passenger side of his car.

"How come whenever it's the right moment, I always get stopped?" He Grumbled.

"Either way, I wouldn't of let you kiss me."

"Mhm sure. You didn't seem to stop me when I was leaning in," Harry smirked.

"I know your routine. You always kiss on the first date. Well, not this time."

"So are you saying that this was a date?" He asked.

"Well, no.."

"It was a date, hazel."

"Wait. I forgot to go buy my makeup at Ulta. Harry, I will be right back," I said and quickly got out of car.

I ran back inside Ulta and searched around.

Harry wandered off into Best Buy, so that bought me some time.

Eventually I ended up buying mascara, eyeliner, foundation, blush, concealer, and a natural color of baby lips.

I also got some makeup brushes and a bag to hold it all.

In total, it costed the rest of my money.

I gave the lady my forty dollars in exchange for my items.

Harry walked in Ulta and a big herd of girls ran over to him.

They were all screaming and I laughed.

I quickly ran over to the big herd and started screaming, while jumping up and down.

He signed autographs and took pictures.

I was the only one who was still screaming.

Harry cut through the crowd, obviously looking for me.

"Harry, turn around. I'm right here, did you not hear me screaming?" I looked at him.

He laughed and grabbed my hand, pulling me out the door.

"Jeez Hazel. How much makeup did you buy?" Harry asked staring at the big bag.

"Only the main stuff, that's about all."

"Oh, well I got you something," He said, looking at my eyes.

"What? Harry, I told you to stop buying me things. You already bought me sneakers, and a frozen yogurt."

"Fine, ill show it to you when we get back to my house. Then you can't take it back."

Harry drove all the way home and pulled me inside.

"I need to shower, my hair is sticky," I told him.

"Okay."

Harry handed me that shirt he picked out and a pair of black skinny jeans.

I laid them on the bathroom counter, and locked the door.

I showered, being fast so I wouldn't take up all the hot water.

Then afterwards i changed into the clothes and came out of the bathroom.