Knight In White Converse (Harry Styles FanFiction)

Chapter 9- The Date

Chapter 9-

Lily’s POV-

Today marks 6 weeks that the boys have been here, and let me tell you, it’s been amazing! Louis and I have a brother-sister day every week, and Niall and I both go food shopping about every other day. Zayn and I have been taking art classes, and by art classes, I mean sitting in the living room together doodling whatever comes to mind. I’ve even gone as far as trying to get Liam to use a spoon, but he even shutters at the thought of one. I seriously am worried how his kids are going to survive when they have to eat cereal. Harry and I have been together as much as possible. When the room is stranded, we sneak a kiss or two. Harry makes me feel wanted, and that’s what makes me love him so much.

I woke up around 8 o’clock. It was my turn last night to sleep with Liam. Thankfully, he was wearing pants. I stood from the bed and stretched my aching legs while looking over at my practical brother. He looked so cute when he slept. His furry eyebrows were creased and his chin was sagging. “This is a Kodak moment” I said to myself as I grabbed my phone. I heard the shutter snap, and I exited the guest bedroom skipping on my way. Today was going to be my first day back to work! I had an 8 week vacation, and I missed the store terribly. Except my boss Lisa. She has always been on my case, and she always thinks I am up to no good. She never gave me breaks, and I hardly was ever able to leave for lunch. Even if there were no costumers lurking around the aisles of the H&M store I worked at, I always had to stay and watch every second the big hand on the clock landed on, meaning that it was one second closer to closing time. I walked into my personal bedroom to see Zayn and Niall zonked. Zayn was laying like a dead man while Niall’s butt was dangling in the air. I chuckled at the sight, and walked over to my dresser. I pulled out a plain, black, short pencil skirt with an indigo, lace top that tucked into the skirt. For shoes, I chose a pair of black strappy wedges with indigo studs outlining the straps. After pulling out my shoes, I closed my bathroom doors. After blow drying my hair, I combed it to its natural, wavy and curly state. I put on a light strip of black eyeliner, my black mascara, and a natural tone lip gloss before tip-toeing out of my bedroom, careful not to wake up the sleeping rocks. When I arrived downstairs, I began to pop the waffles in the toaster oven, easy for the boys to find, and I continued to write a note to the boys in cursive saying I was off to work, and I would be home by three.

I slowly parked my Mercedes along the curb across the street. I saw the H&M sign lit brightly when I stepped out of my car. It was the end of fall, and the multi-colored leaves were scattered along the gray pavement. The air smelled crisp; this was my favorite season. I opened the large metal doors. The walls were painted a candy apple red, with British flag posters tacked on every corner. The strobe lights flickered, and the smell of strong perfume filled my nostrils. “Bloody Hell!” I heard a familiar voice call. I set my clutch down on the counter before I jogged to see Lisa lying on the ground with clothes on top of her. “Need any help?” I asked as Lisa grunted. “No. Nice to see you’re finally back.” Lisa huffed as she turned her back towards me. “Glad to know you missed me” I added before heading back towards the cashier register in the front of the store. Lisa rolled her eyes at me before she turned back around to pick up the scattered dresses. She continued to walk towards me before making a conversation. “Jason and I are getting a divorce.” She said as her head hung towards the ground. I walked over to her and gave her a sympathetic hug. Even though Lisa and I aren’t exactly the best of friends at work, we are still always there for each other. She always lent a hand when my mum died, and I never really was able to thank her for that. “I know, it’s hard, Jack and I broke up also” I breathed into her shoulder. She pulled away from the hug and looked confused. “Why? What happened?” She asked, scrunching up her eyebrows. “Well, for starters, he raped and beat me” I whispered, looking at the ground. Lisa’s mouth formed a perfect “O” as her hand covered her mouth. “I am so sorry Lily, I had no idea!” She said, adding sympathy in her tone. “Don’t be, I found my prince charming.” I said looking into Lisa’s deep brown eyes. She smiled and walked past me to my other side, leaning on the counter as she did so. “Harry Styles” I said looking away and tucking a piece of my long brown hair behind my ear. “The lad from your brother’s band?” Lisa asked, stuffing money into the register. “Yes, now you can’t tell anyone! Especially not Lou” I said, standing firmly as I moved my hands to her shoulders. She nodded and zipped her lips with an imaginary zipper. Lisa walked away, and I smiled before walking over to the racks to straighten them.