Harry Styles Imagines & One Shots 💓

Anti-makeup Haz

My 40th imagine! Yay!

Your POV

You strolled along the shopping mall with your sweet boyfriend, Harry. One of his bodyguard hovers close to you guys to make sure it when Harry's spotted, it doesn't get too out of control.

You guys bought a fruit juice to share and you had dragged Harry towards Target, one of your favorite stores because it sells virtually everything!

While you're browsing through some clothes and other stuff, Harry wraps his long and tattooed arms around you from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder, never letting you go and out of his sight. 

People might say that that's clingy but you don't really mind, you know that Harry's just trying to look out for you and make sure you're safe, especially when there's a fan mob. 

While you're at the stationeries section and there's not much people around, Harry will sneakily shower your neck with kisses, causing you to giggle slightly as his curls tickle your neck. 

The both of you are not that big on PDA, hence whenever you guys stopped at an aisle without anyone or little people, you guys will make out a little, but remembering to stop before it gets out of hand. 

Your eyes scanned the makeup session and you gasped: "Oh right! I need to restock my makeup!" 

Harry was walking beside you, holding your hand when he stopped dramatically. You didn't realize and continued striding towards the aisle, till you got pulled back softly by your wrist.

Harry looked upset as he gently tugs on your wrist. "Baby, can we not go there?"

"Oh come on, Harry! I really need it for work!" You pouted and dragged the reluctant him towards the blushers and mascaras.

A salesgirl squealed when she saw Harry and demanded a picture. While Harry's distracted, you quickly scan your eyes through the wide variety of eyeliner, trying to decide which brand you want ASAP so you and Harry could get out of here.

Harry suddenly wrapped his arms around your waist again, looking at you intently but you took no notice as you continue to ponder on what to pick.

"Harry, do you think I'll look better in black or brown eyeliner? But purple's pretty exotic as well-" You held up two eyeliners for Harry's opinion.

He frowned and shook his head at the both of them: "Babe, you look way more beautiful without makeup... I fell in love with the makeup free you, not the opposite."

You rolled your eyes slightly and tried to hide the fact that you were pretty flattered. "Oh please, Hazza.... you're only saying that because you're my boyfriend. I look like Godzilla without makeup!" You laughed it off and continued choosing.

Suddenly, just as you held up a makeup blender to examine it, Harry reached up from behind and swooped it away from your hand, causing it to drop on the floor.

You turned back and stare at Harry, shocked. What was that for? Harry had apparently wanted to appear bad-ass but being the cute dork like he is, he couldn't bear to see it on the floor as he immediately picked it up and mumbled an apology.

Awww, you thought. That was cute, him trying to act cool but... You just hugged him without a word. "Harry, it's okay... I won't buy any makeup, okay?"

He frowned and pouted his lips: "I didn't mean to do that, but I just really don't think you should wear makeup! It ruins and covers up your natural beauty! In fact, makeup doesn't even deserve to be smeared on such a pretty face like yours, that's just wrong."

"By natural beauty do you mean blemishes, pimples and freckles?" You teased him, running a hand across his chest.

"I mean exactly that, love. Especially your cute freckles..." He leaned forward to rub his nose against yours, holding you close to him. 

You leaned your head on his firm chest and whispered: "Thank you for boosting my self-esteem and encouraging me to love myself, Harry... I really struggled with body image but I'll try to go makeup free and let my inner awesomeness shine, right?"

I winked at him, feeling motivated and comfortable in my own skin. He grinned widely and nodded his head.

"Bingo sweetheart, you do you and don't let anyone bring you down, especially yourself, alright? Shall we go home now, beautiful?"

You smiled like a dork and walked  hand in hand with Harry out of the makeup aisle filled with photogenic and touched up pictures of models, out of the shopping mall filled with pretty and curvy girls without once turning your head to compare yourself to them and out to the real world that you finally understand, that no one's perfect and no one will be. 

You decided to rock on with your makeup free look every single day after that, receiving lots of unexpected compliments and finally felt comfortable in your own skin. All thanks to the anti-makeup Harry.

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This is a personal experience because there's this new girl at my school that wears full on makeup with contours and eyebrows and stuff (she wears it everyday) and one day she didn't and she looked HELLA BEAUTIFUL WITHOUT IT!!! Honest to God, she looked so cute and pure and it just hurts me to see that the makeup has covered her beauty and goodness up!

Girls (or boys), trust me, you look awesome naturally and don't let anyone tell you otherwise! :) I reckon so and I'm pretty sure many people do! ;)
But all in all,it's what makes you feel comfortable at the end of the day 💓
All the love, Cheryl   x