Maybe, Just Maybe, You're Worth It (One Direction)

Let's Put On A Show

Harry's POV

I hopped out of my car as we arrived at the mall. Gabriele met me at the other side of the card and entwined our hands together. We had all decided that we would split up and then meet at the food court in two hours. Gabriele walks in front of me, practically pulling me in front of her. I notice how her red hair swished with every step she takes. She pulls me into a store that's filled with skirts, dresses and what looks like skater clothes.

I internally groaned, I really don't want to be in here but I'll do it for Gabriele. Gabriele picks some things out and runs into the dressing room, leaving me to sit on the bench in front of the door. She comes out in a black dress with a heart shape cut out in the back. "So?" she asks. "Umm, it looks really nice," I say unsure of what to say. "Nice?" she asks raising an eyebrow in confusion and flattening the skirt with her hands. I stand up and walk over to her. "Gabriele, I'm a guy, I barely know anything about fashion. But you look stunning in this," I say kissing her around the neck. "Ok well I'm getting this and the leather skater skirt." Gabriele says into my hair.

"Wait, I have to try on one more thing," She says pulling away from me. I play with my phone until the door knob of the dressing room opens. I start at her feet, whichever are covered by black, matte leather wedges. Her body is then covered by a "little back dress" that had white cufflinks at the ends of the sleeves and the flared skirt stops about midthigh on her. Gabriele looked absolutely amazing. Enchanting even. "Baby, you look so, so fucking beautiful right now, you literally took my breath away," I say to her. "I knew you'd like it," she almost whispers, sending shivers down my back. "So we're definitely getting this one. Now go get changed I don't want anyone to see my beautiful girlfriend," I say brushing a piece of hair behind her ear. "Yeah, we wouldn't want that," she says sarcastically. "You're just lucky that your boyfriend is thee Harry Styles," I say through the door. "Lucky yes, you being a little conceited is a no, Hazza," Gabriele says coming back out with her crop top flannel and jeans on.

We walk up to the cash register and a girl maybe 15 or so was standing there on her phone paying no attention to us. Gabriele clicks her black and gold nails on the counter and the girl looks up at us. "Welcome to- Omg your Harry Styles!" she says. "Yes I know but can you keep it down and I won't tell your boss that you were on the phone," I say to her. "Ok but can I have a picture with you and your girlfriend," she asks. I look over to Gabriele and she smiles, I nod and we take a picture. I pay for Gabriele's things, not listening to her arguing, and we walk to another store.

I spot the Apple store and walk in. "Harry why are we here?" Gabriele asks. "Just cuz, you'll see babe," Gabriele fixes her hair and stands next to me as I wait for an employee to help me. We stood there for twenty minutes. Gabriele on the verge of sitting on the floor. "Harry this," Gabriele says motioning around the store, "is boring." "I know, this is just important to me," I say hugging her from behind. "Well this better be very important, it's cutting into my shopping time," she says leaning into me. "Brie, you went shopping yesterday," I say into her neck. "Haz, what did you just call me," Gabriele asks. "Brie, why is there a problem," I ask suddenly getting concerned. "No, it's just my uncle used to call me that," she says smiling.

I was about to join Gabriele playing games on her phone on one of the stools until a guy came up to me, finally helping me with what I need. I tell Gabriele to wait right there and I go with the guy to get the two cases I was asking for. The man gives me the cases and I pay for them. I walk behind Gabriele covering her hazel eyes with my hands. "Harry I know it's you. I can smell your cologne," she laughs. "Damn you and your nose," I say smiling at her. "Get everything you need baby," Gabriele asks, trying to sneek a peek into my bag. "Yep and no peeking," I say grabbing her hand and dragging her out of the store.

"Harry look a photobooth!" Gabriele exclaims. "You want to take some pictures?" I ask. She nods her head and we walk over. I sit down in the booth and Gabriele sits on my lap. The camera counts down and she makes a funny face so I do too. For the next picture I smile and Gabriele kisses my dimple, her eyelashes tickling my cheek. The next picture we recreate the previous image however this time Gabriele is smiling and I'm kissing her cheek. For the last picture Gabriele wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me, with me of course kissing back.