Annie's Hitman (Harry Styles)

Connceal

Alfie and I walked off campus and into the streets where a bunch of different stores rested peacefully with people entering and leaving. It was almost like a random variation from food, to lingerie, to really pretty dresses for the boiling hot summer stores. I don't know why but that always excites me.

" So what dorm are you in?" I smiled up at him as we both kept walking past people.

"Oh I live off campus" He returned a smile and stopped walking, waiting for me to choose a store.

" You pick a store and I pick a dress." Alfie smiled cheekily at me, a cute little spark in his eye catching my attention and fillled me with excitement. 

Something about Alfie made me nervous and I was not sure if it was the way he smiled, his accent, or those glasses he wore. I found myself very attracted to him, he seemed to have it all. Luckily I was not crushing on him..but that is exactly what someone who has a crush says about their crush. That is terribly wrong though, I have a date with Sam who keeps trying to make us more than friends. I liked Sammy but thinking about a real "romantic" relationship seemed kinda weird. I don't think I'm ready for a boyfriend.

I smiled back in return and quickly nodded my head, walking some more till we reached my favorite store. It had decent prices and lovely things, I'm usually always here spending my money on things that end up caged in my small closet. "Make sure its decent, I have a presentation later." I somewhat warned him as we both walked in, looking around.

"Really? Darn it!" He sighed dramatically and sarcastically, putting down a skin tight short black dress back where he picked it up. My eyes widened and I blushed, letting out a small giggle when he chuckled and followed him around looking for a dress. A part of me greatly feared that he would pick a short dress and I bit my lip, watching his hands push hangers back and forth. "Nice tattoos" I tilted my head as I looked at the anchor and other tattoos surrounding it.

After not receiving a reply, I pouted and noticed he had stopped, getting lost in his thoughts. I stay silent and it got awkward as I did a couple of calf lifts in my heels and bit the inside of my cheek, watching him pick out two dresses and turn to me with a small smile curving his lips. " each one has a story." His smile widened and before I can proceed about the short dresses, he gripped my wrist and pulled me towards the fitting room.

 They were both shorter than knee length and I sighed, groaning and looking up at him being dragged around. "Alfieee"

"Two" he smiled at the employee and handed her the dresses while she grabbed a number plate leading me into one of the changing stalls. I began to feel a bit nervous as Alfie walked with me, trying to convince me the dresses were not bad, which they weren't. They are just too short.

" C'mon love, you know I have good taste!" He gave me a cheesy smile and I laugh, rolling my eyes as I take the dresses from his hands. God help me. " I get to be the judge! I'm waiting!" Alfie said as I entered the stall and closed the door after myself, I sighed and pulled my dress over my head, taking out wet wipes to clean over the wet spots of coke on my body. I shivered slightly and put on a green dress. It had pretty ruffles over the chest and the rest was slightly tight, covering most of my thighs but not enough. I bit my lip and opened my concealer. I just had to convince him I did not like them.

"I'll grab some more you try this on!" Alfie said after hearing my reasons to why I hated both dress I wore and showed him. Luckily he did not notice, and those dresses were gorgeous. I just couldn't wear them yet. "bring something long this time, will you?" I shouted at Alfie who only kept walking and I began to feel embarrassed, blushing  and closing the stall to try on the  green dress he brought me. I assumed he really liked this color.