The Love Bet || Harry Styles

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We've been into 5 stores already. Let me tell you, I'm the worst shopper because I'm very picky.

"How are you even handling me?" I ask Perrie as we walk together to the next store.

"You're not that bad of a shopper." She says with laughter.

"I am. Don't lie." I laugh with her.

We walk into hopefully the last store and start looking around.

"How about this?" She asks, holding up a sparkly pink dress.

"I'm not a fairy." I remind her.

"Right." She nods, giggling.

"This?" She holds up a silky blue dress.

I shake my head. Gosh, I'm horrible.

"This? It has to be the one." She holds up a black dress.

I nod. "Yes!"

I grab it from her and went straight to the dressing rooms.

It was perfect. It was tight but not too tight, short but not too short. It was strapless too, my favorite.

I walk out to show Perrie and she gets excited.

"Harry's going to love it!" She says, excitedly.

I rolled my eyes at her comment. I went back in and change back to my regular clothes.

This is going to be fun.

Perrie dropped me off and I went straight to my room to get ready.

I already texted Harry the directions to my house and he said they'd be here by 7:30.

I got in the shower and washed good. Then, I blow dried my hair, got my dress on, curled my hair and applied makeup. Finally, I put on my white converse. Yeah, I'm not really a heel person. I like sneakers, okay. I know, sneakers with a dress. Gross. But it actually doesn't look bad.

I ran down the stairs to see my mom sitting on the couch, watching TV.

"Haven't seen you in a long time." My mom says.

"Yeah." I nod.

Me and my mom don't have the best relationship. We fight every now and then.

"Where are you going?" She asks.

"A party." I tell her, she nods.

I heard the door bell ring so I got my purse and left without saying goodbye.

I stepped out of the house into the cool autumn air to see Harry standing there in a lilac sweater and black jeans. His hair is nicely combed back out of his face.

"Wow." He breathes.

I look at him in confusion. Did I look that good?

"You look beautiful," He compliments. "I really like that dress, it's sexy on you."

I smirk at his reply and we link arms, walking to the car.

Harry's POV

I never call a girl beautiful. Usually, I call a girl sexy or hot but never beautiful. The thing was, I meant it when I said that.

Niall was right, she is a babe.

But then of course I have to cover it up with another compliment with the word sexy. I like the word sexy, it's sexy.

We link arms and walk to the car. I sat next to Blaze and Niall.

"Hey," Niall says to her.

"Hey." She says back, smiling.