harry was such a gentlemen. I didn't want him to buy me the boots but he already did, oh well. it was generous for him to do that anyways.
"I never really go to malls." harry said with pretzel in his mouth.
"why not?" I asked him.
"its a girl thing I guess." harry shrugged.
"boys are here too." I defended.
"yeah but half of them are here with their girlfriends. while their girlfriends drag them along and ask if they look pretty in anything they try on." harry explained. "the boy always says yes but in reality he wants to fuck the girl in the dressing room."
"oh really?" I laughed.
"yes." harry laughed with me.
"well well well, look who it is." a boy said approaching us.
"malik." harry spat.
"styles." the boy spat.
"what do you want?" harry asked.
"well I just kind of glanced over here and saw this beautiful lady." he replied looking at me. "want to grab somehthing to eat?"
"no thanks I have pretzels." I replied holding up my pretzel.
"hmm maybe some other time?" the boy smirked.
"no zayn." harry huffed.
"why is she another one of your hook ups?" zayn asked.
wow ok.
I have lost my appetite.
zayn was rude.
but damn was he hot.
if he wasn't so rude I would date him.
maybe even marry him.
then we would have three children.
and name them zayn, zayn, and zayn.
wait ew no he's mean.
ok no zayn.
harry pulled my wrist and grabbed my box of boots and we began walking away from zayn.
"um harry?" I asked.
"harry?"
"who was that?"
"why was he so mean?"
"harry?" I asked.
"shush." harry spat.
wow.
someone is pissy.
I'll just keep my mouth shut then.
no that's really hard for me.
"where are we going?" I asked.
"home." harry spat.
"I don't want to." I whined.
"well you're going too."
"why are you being mean?" I asked.
"c'os" he shrugged pulling me out of the mall.
"ugh." I groaned.
harry let go of my wrist and called a cab for us. he didn't look at me but I can tell he was mad.
"harry?" I asked for the millionth time.
"no." he said.
"no what?" I asked.
"shuddup." he said.
"rude." I pouted.
I looked out at the parking lot while we waited for the cab. many people were going to the mall today ... most of the girls.
I could hear thumping of music coming from one car.
I hate people who do that.
I looked over at the black car that had it music blasting.
that's louis' car.
wait.
fuck.
"harry!" I pulled his arm.
"jules stop!" he yelled.
"fine." I rolled my eyes and hid behind a vending machine.
"what are you doing?" harry asked me.
"louis is here im hiding." I whispered.
"come here." he said.
"no." I shook my head.
"are you scared?" harry asked.
I gulped. "yeah."
harry walked over to me and interlocked our fingers together and. pulled me towards a bench where we sat.
"harry please." I whispered.
"just pretend." he whispered in my ear.
I could see louis walking with some friends towards the mall.
"laugh." harry whispered and I did as he was told.
"sit on my lap and wrap your arms around my neck." he whispered again. he pulled my waist so I was sitting on him and I put my hands on the back of his neck.
"look at me." I looked into harrys eyes and tried so hard not to smile, I suck at making eye contact with people.
"hey jules." louis said standing in front of us.
"oh hi." I gave a small smile.
"so err im throwing a party this weekend." louis said. "maybe you can make an appearance?"
"maybe." I shrugged. "can harry come?"
"I guess so." he sighed clenching his fists.
"yay!" I cheered.
"so are you guys like a thing now?" louis asked.
I looked at harry because I didn't know what to say. he looked at me with a smirk and I looked at louis.
"yes." I nodded and harry kissed my jawline which made me gasp.
"oh." louis said walking away.
