One week later.
My mom made me go to the bridal shop with her today so I was standing in the change rooms wearing a dress that she wanted me to try. It was absolutely hideous but I walked out anyways and she started laughing. "Oh that's horrible."
"You think?" I asked sarcastically.
She smiled and handed me a shorter one with light pink fabric. I took it and went back into the change room when my phone vibrated in my purse that was on the floor.
I smiled excitedly. Ever since Harry sent me that picture he's been getting more and more confident about what he says and I was loving it. I really was a bad influence, oops.
Harry: Are you done trying on dresses yet? I have an interview in 30 minutes and I wanted to talk before I go on.
Preston: Nope, not done yet.
I took the horrible dress off and hung it up on the side before I grabbed my cellphone and took a mirror picture of me just in my underwear and bra. I sent it to him with a smirk before putting on the pink dress and walking out to my mom. I actually liked this one and I was really sick of trying on dresses so she better say yes. "I like it." I said.
"It's really pretty." She smiled. "Do you think it'll look good on everyone else?"
"Who else is in the wedding?"
"Your aunt Beatrice and Logan's cousins Talia and Raylee."
I nodded, "Yeah it'll probably look good on them."
"Okay then it's set. We'll come back in tomorrow with them so they can try it on and we can order their sizes."
"Awesome. Now where's your dress?" I asked her. I still hadn't seen it yet.
"They're fixing it up in the back, they said it would be ready soon."
I nodded before going back into the change room and changing into my regular clothes again. I picked up my phone and I had a couple texts from Harry.
Harry: Really? Right before my interview?
Harry: Pres, don't ignore me now.
Preston: i was showing my mom a dress lol sorry bae couldn't help myself.
Harry: You better hope nobody ever hacks into my phone because I have a whole album just for you.
Preston: that would be so embarrassing wow. no more pics for you just incase that happens.
Harry: What would your mother think of you sending me dirty stuff? Hm?
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FanfictionPreston Richards is a sarcastic little shit who likes to blog about Harry Styles. But she never imagined he would see any of it. - No translating or reposting please. ©whadduphazza