Mr. Styles (Completed)

Chapter Nine

-Mr. Styles-

-Chapter Nine-

The next day was the big executive party.

Harry and Georgia slept in late, like really late. It was almost three o'clock when they woke up, and the party was at five.

Zayn and Liam were chatting in the living room when Georgia wondered out there.

"Hey, look who woke up!", Zayn says, smiling at her.

Georgia smiles sleepily.

"Late night?", Liam asks, smirking.

Georgia nods, looking down and realizing that she was in Harry's clothes.

Her eyes widened.

"I bet Harry would say so", Liam comments.

"Liam!", Zayn scolds, hitting Liam with the magazine in his hands.

Georgia almost chokes on the water she had in her hand.

"Oh my god, you guys heard?", She asks.

Zayn shakes his head.

"Only Harry", He says.

Georgia laughs.

"Only Harry what?", Harry's deep morning voice comes from the hallway as he appears in the room.

Georgia does everything she can not to scream at the sound of his voice, biting down gently on her bottom lip.

"Oh, uh, nothing", Liam says, quickly changing the subject.

Harry gives him a weird look.

"O-k?", He says, before turning to Georgia.

"Better hurry up and eat, gotta get you ready so I can show you off to everyone", Harry whispers into Georgia's ear, his warm breath making Georgia shiver.

She smiles and nods.

"Ok", She says.

Georgia quickly grabs something to eat, and so does Harry, before she returns to a different guest room than Harry to get ready.

There's a gentle knock on the door.

"Come in", Georgia says.

A smiling Zayn's head pops in.

"Hey, need any help?", Zayn asks.

Georgia smiles.

"Yeah, actually. That would be lovely", She says.

Zayn walks in, making sure to close the door behind him.

He already has his black tux on, his hair styled up in a quiff.

He stands behind Georgia, looking at her through the mirror.

"Got any ideas on what you want to do for makeup?", Zayn asks.

Georgia shakes her head.

"No, I'm not very good at it", She says.

"Would you like me to do it? I can make it so good, Harry won't know what to do with himself", Zayn says.

Georgia laughs.

"Alright, let's do it", Georgia says.

Zayn gets to work, picking out eyeshadows that match Georgia's dress. He puts foundation on her face, and then some mascara. He adds a little bit of light lipstick to her lips, smiling when he's done.

He does a quick, fancy updo to her hair, leaving a few curly strands down to frame her face.

"There you go, what 'ya think?", Zayn asks.