Tempting Styles

Chapter Ten

*Harry's pov*

I buttoned up my white shirt leaving the top two buttons undone, and fixed my jeans so that they hung below my waist. I checked my reflection in the full size mirror, and nodded in approval. I didn't want to look like I had put too much thought into what I was wearing when I saw Dru tonight, and I had done a pretty good job of it.

I was getting slightly stressed about meeting her, and I was starting to wonder whether we should have just stuck to randomly bumping into each other rather than purposely seeing her. Getting into her pants will be easier like this! I reminded myself trying to calm my nerves. Surprisingly this thought did not calm me. She had been so nice and cute to me and the guys in Nandos on Wednesday, and I had found myself enjoying the time we spent together, even though we were just talking. This really worried me, especially because I was starting to think that it would be nice to get to know her instead of just getting laid by her.

Was I starting to like Dru?

*Dru's pov*

"Keep still, Dru! You're gonna ruin your makeup!" Daniel scolded me as he grabbed my face to keep me from moving. He hadn't stopped talking about One Direction at all for the past three days, and he had insisted on getting me ready to go clubbing with them tonight. I had rejected his offers multiple times, knowing perfectly well that he wouldn't go for the casual style - which was what I wanted. But he could be persistent and in the end I gave in. I really shouldn't have.

As Daniel removed his hands from my face, I glanced at my reflection in the mirror and observed the professional looking makeup on it. He had worked only on my eyes, leaving my tanned skin uncovered, which made me look more natural. I closed one of them to see the light shades of grey and black on my eyelid, and decided it really did not look too bad. "How do you even practice these things?" I asked Daniel in awe. He is so much better than me at this, I thought, shaking my head at my lack in talent, even though I am the girl here.

"I don't, I'm just really amazing!" He replied. He observed his masterpiece for a moment longer before moving out the door. "I have to go Dru, EMILY PICK OUT HER OUTIFT!!"

Emily pulled out a few pieces of clothing and glanced quickly at me and then at them, before throwing them on the floor. She rummaged through more of my closet and kept on throwing clothes on the floor.

"Stop doing that!" I told her after the third time. "You are making a mess, and I know you won't be the one cleaning it up!"

"Dru, don't be so annoying." She answered as she threw a skirt on the floor. I decided not to argue with her as she probably wasn't even listening to me because she was too busy thinking about Harry and the rest of those boys.

Harry, I thought. When I'd last seen him he'd been so nice and sweet, so I had actually enjoyed my time with him. The other boys had also been great which was why I hadn't rejected this invitation but I was starting to worry about my decision to meet up with them - purposely. Either tonight would be a lot of fun, or a complete disaster, but I really hoped it wouldn't be awkward, and that Harry wouldn't go back to being his arrogant, annoying self. I wondered why he was like that at first though. He was a completely different person once you actually got to know him a bit.

"Here we go!" Emily interrupted me from my thoughts by throwing something my way. I picked it up and inspected it.

"What am I holding?" I asked my best friend. She face palmed and took the black piece of clothing from my hands.

"I think the real question is: How are you holding it?" She said, emphasizing the word 'how', as she flipped it and handed it back to me.

I realized I was holding it upside down, which was why I couldn't tell what it was. I looked at the play suit in my hands and scowled. It had spaghetti straps and was it was so short that it came right below my bum and hardly covered my legs. "I'm not wearing this." I stated, pinching it between two fingers as I handed it back to Emily.