Drifter | (Harry Styles AU) • COMPLETE

Chapter 10.

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Anissa's POV

As I scan the lipsticks at MAC I feel my phone vibrating, I pull it out of my purse and see the name flash across the screen- Emily. EMILY! I forgot to read her message. I slide across the screen to answer.

"Nitza? Finally! I've been trying to get a hold of you. What are you doing?" Her soft voice says threw the speaker before I can say hello.

"I'm at the mall, shopping hold on okay," I tell her shifting the phone from my left ear to my right, choosing to only answer one of her questions since the MAC consultant is close enough to hear my conversation making me feel annoyed. I signal her over by waving my hand showing her 4 of the lipsticks I've chosen: Angel, Myth, Peachstock, and my all time favorite Velvet Teddy, she quickly scurries to the shelves to retrieve my requests.

"Wait and this one too," I tell her showing up a lip pencil in the color NightMoth. I don't typically wear such a dark, deep plum color but I suddenly felt drawn to it. She returns with an eager smile neatly making a pile near the register for me, probably to see what else I'll buy that she can get commission from. Next I move on to the mascara, the consultant watches me from the register.

"Sorry about that Em," and with that I start off telling her about my latest stop here in California, leaving out the parts with Harry since they aren't really important.

"So enough about me what about you? What are you doing? " I ask her as I pick out the mascara labeled 'Haute & Naughty' and hand it to the consultant who's name I've learned by reading her small name plate that says 'Marie' . Marie gives me a quick smile before heading back to the shelves once again.

"Oh you know just waiting for my best friend Nitza to reply to my message I sent ages ago," she answers sarcastically. I laugh into the phone missing my old friend that would never be upset over a stupid unread message. Emily was always understanding, especially when it came to me. She never judged me or believed any of the terrible rumors that went around when the ... incident happened. She was the only friend that stuck by my side, just adding to one of the many reasons I love and appreciate her and her friendship.

"Oh hush I know you'd much rather tell me over the phone then through a text, so spill it," I tell her as I hand over my American Express Black Card to Marie at the register. I sign my receipt quickly giving it back, keeping my copy, placing it into the tiny plastic bag with my purchases.

I decide to walk around near the water fountain as I listen to Emily.

"No id actually much rather tell you in PERSON but I don't think my newly made Fiancè would like me flying out to California on such short notice," she tells me trying her best to sound casual , but I know Emily well enough to know she probably has on the hugest grin right now.

"What?! No way! I didn't think Leonardo would ever grow the balls to propose," I admit to her in the most excited voice I can muster. Weddings are a sore subject for me, but for Emily I can try to be excited about it.

"Ha ha very funny. The timing was perfect for me actually, I mean I just finished studies and your dad hired me on fully at the office so I feel like everything is just dropping perfectly in order," she tells me with what I can only assume is a look of love on her face judging by how dreamy her voice now sounds.