Kristy's POV

"We need to change you're look." Are the first words to leave Harry's mouth as I stand on his doorstep of his house.

He told me to come to his place right after school and I did so with no arguing but then he says stupid shit like that!

"What wrong with my look?" I scoffed at his un-hidden staring as he looked me up and down.

I'm bloody standing on his door step as he checks me out with no snappy remarks from me, I have fallen so much.

I think I need serious help if I'm letting this happen.

"Nothings wrong with it love, but you're all about comfort and keeping way too much to the imagination."

He stepped closer to me as I rolled my eyes and pulled at the ends of my sleeves.

"I would rather leave too much to the imagination then too little."

"God kristy you're all about comfortable and reliable."

I don't get him at all!

"What's wrong with comfortable and reliable?"

He paused to find the right way to word his sentence before he opened his mouth again.
"Well nothing but nobody wants to fuck it."

"You're a dick." I muttered and he just shrugged before grabbing my forearm and pulling me in the direction of his car.

"Come on. We're going shopping."

"Who said I want to go anywhere with you? I just wanted you to give me tips on how to get Ashton, not change everything about me."

He stopped in his tracks and turned to look me in the eye.

"You really like this guy don't you?" He pondered and finally let go of my arm and crossed his over his chest.

"Yeah I do and I don't want to lie about who I am just to get him to like me."

He stared at me until he huffed and gripped my arm again.

""We're not changing everything about you. Just making you stand out a bit more." He pushed me into the passenger seat before slamming the door and walking around to his side.

Jerk.

"Aren't you going to put your seatbelt on? Would you like me to help?" He smirked and leaned over to me before I smacked his chest and he moved back to his side of the car.

I grumbled under my breath as I clicked my seatbelt around me and Harry chuckled at me.

"To the mall we go!" He chirped excitedly, almost like a teenage girl.

"Urgh! Do I really have to be seen in public with you?" I was dead serious but when he gasped and clutched onto his heart in a mocking way, I couldn't help but smile.

"Hey don't be so mean! Do you know how good it looks for me to be out in public with the most high maintenance girl of school? Now it looks like I can get any one I want."

"Hey! I am not high maintenance I just don't think I should settle for someone gross or pig like. And you can't have any one you want, because you will never see me throwing myself at you!"

"We'll see babe."

I scrunched up my nose and glared at him.

"Ew. Don't call me that."

"I meant like the pig. If I'm a pig then you can be one too, then it's alright for you to throw yourself at me."

He winked making me roll my eyes and turn to look out the window.

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"First stop. Forever 21." Harry stated as we pulled up to the mall.

"Really? Their clothes are so slutty!" I groaned and stopped in my tracks.

"Oh come on. It's not that bad." I grabbed my hand and pulled me into the store.

I tried to pull my hand away from his but he just gripped onto mine tighter.

"See Kristy! Look this is perfect, it's short enough to show those lovely legs of yours but not short enough to show something that it shouldn't!" Harry held up a dress that in my opinion should be more like a belt.

"Gross! No!" He rolled his eyes and placed the dress back onto the shelf.

"What about this?" I asked him picking up a pink lace skirt that flowed out nicely.

"Perfect!" He grabbed the skirt from me and added it to the pile of clothing that was fast building in his hands.

My god, he's worse to shop with then actual teenage girls.

"So how exactly is this stuff meant to get Ashton to like me?" I asked and watched as Harry rolled his eyes at Ashton's name.

"It not just appearances, despite what you think of me, I know what I'm dong."

"Is that so Harry? Please enlighten me on your wise wisdom about girls."

He laughed quietly as he motioned me to stand in the que with him.

"I know girls want a guy to listen to them and actually care but that shit will never happen so if you want Ashton to be interested in you then don't nag on about your problems because I can almost grantee that he won't give a shit."

I didn't know how to respond to that so I just nodded and kept my gaze on my shoes.

"And throwing yourself at people isn't how you get guys hooked, I can tell your not the easy type but you need to balance it out rather then just being a prude." He talked to me but kept his eyes forward like he wasn't even thinking about what he was saying, almost like it was second nature.

"I am not a prude!" I lightly punched his shoulder which just made him laugh.

"Are you a virgin?"

Honestly I nearly chocked on the air when he said that, he really doesn't have boundaries.

"No I'm not." The kidding tone in my voice was now gone as I began to feel awkward.

His eyebrows shot up for a second before he finally turned to face me with a smirk on his face.

"When did you last have sex Kristy?" He asked smoothly and casually.

"ten months." I mumbled and looked away but I knew he could still hear me.

He chuckled before cupping his hand around his ear and leaning closer to me.

"What's that Kristy? I didn't quite hear that."

Dick.

"I haven't had sex for ten months!" I snapped at him and it was about this moment that I realised we were at the front of the line now and the male cashier was looking between us with raised eyebrows.

Fuck this is awkward.

Harry didn't seem to take notice of the awkward tension in the air as he picked out two items of clothing from the large pile in his hands before asking the cashier to scan those two first. Once the man had done what Harry asked he then turned to me and pretty much forced me to change into them.

I huffed and snatched the clothing from him before walking over to the changing room.

Thankfully the clothes he picked weren't skin tight or just below my ass. They had somewhat of a teasing look to them but yet they didn't make me look like a slut which I most definitely am not.

God, maybe he really does know what he's doing.

"You done yet girl? You're taking forever." I rolled my eyes as I heard Harry's demanding voice talk to me through the curtain.

"There I'm done now where to next?" I asked as I pulled the curtain back and grabbed half of the shopping bags from him.

"We can finish this off tomorrow. I'm sure a little nerd like you has homework to do." He winked and linked his arm threw mine as we walked back to his car.

I was a little weirded out that we had only gone to one shop and now we're leaving again but with how much he's proven himself.

He unlocked the car and I leaned into the back seat to put my bags into the car.

Just as I was about to stand up again a voice was heard behind me that I was sure wasn't Harry's.

"Kristy?"

I turned around to see Ashton looking me up and down in a way that I don't think I've seen him look at me like that before.

Wow.

Harry's makeover really works.

Notes

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