the strawberry dress | harry styles

4: make up

"and this one i got when i was 17 in camden market!"

i was showing harry my pin collection which he was surprisingly okay with. he told me he found it adorable when i gushed about my interests. we were on facetime for the 3rd time this week and im shocked he wasn't sick of me yet. we couldn't hang out a lot as we were both busy people but he was okay with it. we were going for a picnic next week so that was exciting.

anyway, soon enough i was finish showing harry my boring pins.
"i want to get a pin board to put them all on but im not sure if i have space. and i want to put them on my clothes yknow?" i sighed.
"you could put them on a board then change which ones are on your clothes" he suggested.
"you, harry, are a genius" i said.
"thanks" he chuckled.

"soooo how's life?" i asked.
"lifes great. ive been feeling really great lately" he responded.
"as you should. it's what you deserve"
he blushed shyly and chuckled. "thank you love"

it was silent for a while.

"do you have a watermelon farm?" i asked him.
harry burst out laughing.
"i dont sadly" he replied. "you?"
"no" i sighed. "i'd like a strawberry farm"
"me too. it'd be nice. or just lots of swiss chocolate"
"maybe" i replied as i yawned.
"i've never seen you without make up" he blurted out.
i went a bit red. "i've known you for two weeks"
"i know but...its like you wont be seen dead without make up on. its not a bad thing. but its like...you wont let anyone see you without it"
"yeah..." i trailed off awkwardly.
"wait. im sorry if i've made this weird i-i shouldn't have said that. its not even my business"
"it's alright. and youre not wrong. i...just...uh...have struggled a bit in life with my physical appearance"
"why's that?" he asked.
"i...don't really want to get into it. sorry"
"don't be, it was wrong of me to say that. really, its okay. regardless i think youre pretty"
"oh piss off" i blushed.
"i'm serious!"
"hold on"

i took a make up wipe out from my draw and wiped my entire face down, getting all the gunk off my face. i turned to face harry and his eyes were twinkling.
"you have the prettiest freckles" he said

i wanted to cry.

"really?" i asked timidly. he nodded.
"you're just so pretty"