Colorful (H.S) | ✔️

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The next couple of days are awkward. I don't know what I want, and he's well aware of that.

He's giving me space. I appreciate it, but it makes my decision much harder. 

Deep down, I've always known what I wanted. I just can't bear to say it or act upon it. 

I just want to have a happy time in England, is that too much to ask? 

Me: Let's do something today.

I wait for a response.

H: Sorry Love, I actually have lunch with the boys. Another day Xx

Oh? 

I put my phone down and sigh. Am I supposed to explore by myself? Stay in my room? Drink?

My phone dings and I get a text from an unknown number, a new trend in my life.

Unknown: Hi honey, it's Anne! Harry's mum. Let's do something today!

How in the world did she get my number? 

I text her back, asking what she has in mind. She texts me an address and tells me to meet her there at 1.

I google the place to see it's a mall. Interesting...

I get ready and call an Uber to take me. Ever since Harry's rented the car, he's given his driver time off. A little inconsiderate for me, but I'll survive. 

When I arrive, I nervously wait for his mom. Even though she doesn't know the deal between us, I still feel like I'm meeting my boyfriend's parents, except it's worse. There's much more pressure. 

She waits for me right by the entrance and engulfs me in a hug when she sees me. 

"Hello lovely! Come, let's do some shopping." She leads me into the mall. I'm amazed at all the stores. It's much more upbeat than the one I work at. Not to mention, very expensive. There are mainly expensive stores like Armani, Gucci, and Burberry. I've never been in one, let alone buy anything. 

"Any special occasion?" I ask as she drags me through the mall.

She pulls me into a Prada store and I immediately feel out of place. It seems like all eyes are on me, even though everyone's too busy shopping for themselves.

"Ah, I'm hosting a party!" She explains while looking through the clothes.

I nod and begin looking with her. "So what style are you looking for?"

She stops her searching and pulls out a long gown. "Perfect. Try this on!" She shoves the dress in my direction.

I grab the dress before it falls. "Wait, what?"

"It's for you, honey. I already have my own clothes." She says, distracted by more clothes.

"Oh... Mrs. Styles..."

"Anne" she interrupts me.

"Anne. I can't afford this." I admit. Even if I could spend thousands of dollars on an evening gown, it's not reasonable.

She doesn't even bat an eye. "Just try it on!" She basically shoves me towards the fitting room. I stumble in, knowing she's stubborn and won't let me argue. Like mother like son. 

I reluctantly try it on, knowing I'll love it. When I step out, she's waiting for me with three other dresses. 

"Oh wow," is all she says. "Try these on as well." She hands me the pile of gowns and I quickly grab them before they fall to the ground.