Harry Styles Cherry Novels & Stories

I hope the fashion stylist I choose that Johnson is going to contact is going to do me proud Cherlins Co-operatives. God! The name has me thinking of my Cherry, oh Cherry, how I so much miss her. TBC

“Then what should I call you?” I leaned over the bar, feeling the alcohol buzzing in my ears. “Call her Cherry.” The voice didn't come from Jasper. It came from right behind my shoulder—smooth, deep, and utterly certain. I froze. The air around me suddenly felt electric. “Cherry?” Jasper asked. I turned slowly. He was standing there, hands in his pockets, looking like a king who had wandered into a gutter. He was effortlessly commanding. “Why Cherry?” Jasper asked. The stranger’s eyes didn't leave mine. Not even for a heartbeat. “Because,” he said quietly, his gaze dropping to my hair, “it’s not a color people forget. It suits her.”

Blake was choking on a cherry. It took a while, but she finally coughed it up. The photography crew suddenly encountered someone rarely seen, and it left them silent with fear. The person nearby cautiously reminded Blake, "Mr. Harrison planned to wear this outfit at Mr. Jardin's wedding. It was custom-made by the X.M brand. Watch yourself."

Lulu opened her mouth to say but Cherry threw her the filthiest look. “You do not get to mention that idiot around me. If you want to go back there then off you pop. I doubt any of us here will give a crap.” Cherry sulked, she was fed up with Lulu. She had hardly even been nice to Mia and now she was acting like she knew what was best. “Cherry, I was just saying..” Lulu frowned at her friend and shook her head. Harry silently watched the girls and then ordered them back to the car.

Anyway, Mary said that she would be off work soon, so there was no need to worry too much. "Ms. Yi, I'm Cherry. I brought my friend to customize clothes from you last time. Do you remember me?" She sat on the sofa and put the Hermes platinum bag which was given by Zac on the coffee table as she was afraid that Hazel couldn't see it. Cherry? Valery was sensitive to this name and reached out her head from the coffee house as soon as she heard it. With a faint smile, Hazel said, "Of course I remember. Are you going to make clothes for yourself today?"

My hair is a wavy mess from stress-scrunching and I’m fairly sure Roxie is sick of me asking her to test me on possible questions. “You need to eat something, you look poorly,” Cherry said sympathetically, beckoning me to join them on the bench. She looked adorable in a floaty tea-dress, blonde curls, and her signature red lipstick. I couldn’t help noticing the red stain on Matt’s lips and side of his neck.

Their relationship was entirely platonic! "I get it, I get it!" Liam sighed. "You just love to tease us." Inside, he felt an overwhelming sense of exhaustion, but he couldn't express it in words. … "Carol, come over here. I've been waiting for you for so long," Cherry called out excitedly. Cherry was wearing Chanelle's classic black and white checkered dress, a renowned global brand. She paired it with a playful black beret. Cherry vigorously waved at a distant figure, inviting her over.

Realizing that what she was doing was rude, Green backed up, deciding to wait for Cherry on the terrace while looking at the decorative plants in the yard, what a truly refreshing view, it refreshed her eyes. Green flied away with the green view in front of her, she did not realize that Cherry was standing beside her. "Whoa seriously, what are you looking at?" asked Cherry. She wore a typical housedress shirt and shorts with bee - patterned yellow hair sandals. Her long hair was curbed with a thin makeup on his face. “Let's comin this way.” Before Green had a chance to answer that question, Cherry pulled her into the house. “Cher, your house is very big and large but why is it really quiet?”

C'mon. "But why?" Why not? It's a must, and you can't come to your wedding looking like a wet dog. You are wealthy and you are the wife of the handsome and wealthiest man, the CEO of Solara Helixia, you can't ruin the day for him". She said, Cherry was a classy lady, the younger version of Mrs. Stone when it comes to fashion. I was far from it all. "Get up ma'am, go get yourself washed. I've got my credit cards for all the shopping we will be doing today".

Cherry’s POV Okay, I’ve been dolled up several times before in ways that you cannot even begin to imagine but never, and I repeat, never have I looked this damn glamorous. I don’t know who Xavier, Maddison and Coral are but after this miracle that they’d just performed, I had to get all their numbers and become friends with them instantly, because I literally looked like a Disney Princess after they were done.