It was awkward between Harry and I for the next few days. We wouldn't talk during meals, or at all really. Harry'd gone to town yesterday and bought be a phone— not that I needed it.

"Don't give your number out to anyone," he said. "Unless I say so. This is for emergencies only."
I felt like a dog. Like I should get on my knees and pant. Instead, though, I nodded.

I was scared straight when I heard the door open. It was only Harry though— thank God.

"Hey," he said. "One of my mates are coming over, okay? Be polite, please. And, uh, could you like… get dressed?"

Harry had a formal dress shirt on and black trousers. I looked down at my old, ratty sweatshirt.

"Yeah, I'll get some stuff on." He nodded and closed the door. Along with the phone, Harry'd bought me very expensive-looking dresses. Also tops and jeans, but the dresses caught my eye. I'd never seen something like them.

I've gotta say, Harry's got money.

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"Hello."

Handsome.

Pretty.

Wow.

I shook my head. "Hello, I'm Isabelle. It's a pleasure to meet you." The man nodded, bringing my hand up to his mouth and kissing it, a gesture I wasn't familiar with and yet, it made my cheeks burn all the same.

"I am Niall, and the pleasure is most definitely mine, Miss Isabelle," the blonde flirted. I took my hand away, looking at Harry, who was tugging on his white sleeve.

Notes

Hey guys, just wanted to let you all know I won't be updating until maybe.... The 19th or 20th? I am going on vacation [So excited!] and won't have access until I return.

Sorry,

@Love_Life3 xxx