The Umbrella Girl (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Today's Task 5: Grocery Store

    Lily's POV

 The next morning I awoke. I glanced to my right and happily noticed Harry was keeping his distance. Thank goodness. He seemed very within himself. His arms, closed at his sides head on straight. I was glad he understood he needed to stay away from me. It was awkward enough we had to sleep in the same bed. 

  I exhaled slowly and pulled myself out of bed, wiping the sleep from my eyes.

 Harry's phone vibrated rumbling his bedside table. Being the snoopy gal I am, I skipped over to it and skimmed the text. 

  From: Louis XXXX

  To: Harry

 Hey we're coming over today. Paul's orders. We finally get to meet the lucky lass! Just forewarning you! We have a key so we won't knock. 

  Oh yippee. More people to mock me like Harry.

 I made my way over to my closet, with all of my new things all unpacked and on the racks. 

 I found a casual purple dress that I thought I'd wear while it was still warm in London. I grabbed a bra, some undies, and my flats for the day. Reluctantly, I grabbed the make-up bag from Milly. I had never worn make-up before beside just a little mascara when I was in school. But for the year I had been out of school, I hadn't even seen a make-up brush, let alone used one. 

 After I took a long shower, I dressed myself and studied my face in the mirror. What did those make-up artists do? How can I mimic their gestures? 

 I did the one thing I knew how to do. Curling my lashes, and mascara. Then I got to the tough part. What did they do with the eyeliner? They kind of drew on my eyelids, not to heavily though. Then um, they put a little lip gloss on. Concealer to get rid of the bags under my eyes. They also did some other things to make my skin appear clear, but I had no clue how to do that.

 I came out of the bathroom, my hair in its natural thick curls down my back. 

 "For someone who has probably never put make-up on herself, you did a pretty decent job Chambers." He piped. Was he messing with my head?

 "Erm, thanks."

 "The boy are coming over, be polite. I don't want your normal piggy self." He insulted. Alright. Remember what Dad said. Be nice to him. 

 "I'll try." I smirked going into the closet with my dirty clothes. I tossed them onto the bright red stool in the middle where they fell with a little clunk. Clunk? Oh yeah my phone was in there. I grabbed it out of the pocket and locked my fingers around it.

"WERE HERE!!" I heard the one they call Louis yell. His voice echoed throughout the flat.

 "Hey Boo!" Harry hollered. I heard some sort of embrace. Clothes ruffling like they had hugged.

 "So where is this lucky girl?" The one called Niall asked. 

"Ugh. In our room. LILY COME ON OUT AND GREET THE LADS!" Harry called angrily. 

I rolled my eyes and approached the living room. Smiling at all of the boys. 

 Harry's POV

 "Hi! I'm Lily!" Lily grinned at the lads. They all looked at her mesmerized. 

 "Hello gorgeous." Niall flirted. Wow Niall. I thought you were on my side. 

 "Yeah Hi! I'm Liam!" Liam offered his hand out to her. She shook it.

 "It's nice to meet you guys!" She smiled a big toothy smile.