Harry Styles Cherry Novels & Stories

Damn it. Every day, the reasons for resisting her grew blurrier and harder to hold onto. 💟💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💟 In the evening, Cherry and Berezira had just parted ways. She had taken the girl to the salon and had her hair styled. They hadn't cut the long hair; instead, they had fashioned half of it into elegant buns at the top of her head, enhancing the natural waves in her hair. The rest flowed gracefully down her back, no longer reaching her waist but stopping just below her shoulders, like most long-haired American women.

{~Nathaniel Cross~} “What were you doing out with that guy?” Those were my first words to her. Cherry squeezed her straightened out hair, draining the water fall onto the wooden floors. I inhaled, telling myself not to get upset over this. I looked her over as her darkened hair continued to wet my nice floors. She’s in a red bandeau-style crop top that’s covered in fringe or some feather-like texture with small sparkly embellishments. It sits across her chest, covering just her breast area, leaving her torso and stomach open and exposed.

The lady took a seat beside me as she ordered for a beer before she drank it and exhaled with joy. “It’s great that American beer hasn’t changed.” She said and dropped the bottle. The female beside me, her name was Cherry. Blonde hair, pink lips and green-yellow eyes with an Australian accent that didn’t suit her hot and young cowgirl appearance. If I was to mention the flaw in her appearance, it was the gap between her teeth that she wore as a trophy. “Did you miss me?” Cherry asked as I rolled my eyes and sipped my drink while staring at the television.

People have this crazy idea that King Alexander is going to ruin the reputation of the kingdom which his father had built. “Well I think people should have more faith in the King, don’t you think Cherry?” I talk to my best companion Cherry, a light brown horse with white spots. When she was little, I found her in the castles kitchen eating all the cherries that the maids had picked, hence why I call her Cherry. Oh how she has grown!

She followed Harry as he leads her to the living area where he put the high glasses filled with fruitshakes. "I don't know what flavor do Miss Siren likes so I just brought different flavors." She started smelling them. "Mango," it's the yellow one. "Avocado," the green one. "Pomegranate," the purple one. "Strawberry." She casually took a sip on the last one. It was sweet too. And the mixture of the fruit and milk was superb. "Is it good?" Harry asked. She smiled sheepishly like a child and gives him a thumbs up.

She knew we saw what she did to her. "Hey Cherry! " You okay?" asked Sammy, who came up to her and hugged Cherry. Yes, I am fine! When she wiped her ass off with her hand, I wanted to make sure I didn't get my pretty dress dirty," she said with a sad smile, tears blocking her eyes. We all are wearing the same dress but different colors, Cherry is red, and mine is Pink; Nessie is Black; Samie Marie is orange; Savannah is Teal; Sammy is White Gold. It has a sweetheart neckline, and it is long, and we all got the same hairstyle and make-up, and the shoes are all flats.

I put my lips to the side. "It depends on who he is. "Harry Styles," said Charlie, still looking up. "He demanded that if it was a welcome party, it should have three different styles, but he is better than me when it comes to Abby. I swear, for the first time in years organizing parties, I'm lost.

Harry asked Stacy, "Do you have anything you want to eat?" "Cake, cream cake." She hadn't eaten anything from morning till now, and suddenly missed the smell of butter. "What kind of flavor?" Harry asked again. Stacy thought for a moment and said, "Mango." Charles said, "I'll buy some more fruit by the way." Harry said, I am afraid I can't leave today. I have to wait until tomorrow. Shopping here is not so convenient. I have to drive outside to buy. The best place here is quiet.

"Ohh, I see... You have no dressing sense by the way. Who wears jeans nowadays, girl? Wear some booty shorts or miniskirts. You are young, not a granny..." Saying this, Cherry rolled his eyes. "That's so mean... And today I am going shopping anyway. Wanna join me..." She asked, and Cherry gave her an obvious look. "You don't even have to ask... and we are going to a club, by the way." "Club?..." She raised her eyebrows. "Not for fun... I got some tips that many famous personalities are going to meet there, and you, my darling, are going to do some Paparazzi work..."

RYLAN'S POV "Cherry? I wonder where the cherry is," I whispered to myself while searching for the jar that was just beside me earlier. I'm in the kitchen now, busy making desserts for the party. Lily and Brandon wanted to help, but I declined knowing they're busy preparing the program and games. They decided to hire a catering service for other food. I've finished making some desserts like fruit salad and coconut pandan. I also made cookies and macaroons for giveaways. I was almost done with the black forest graham cake I was making when I realized the cherry I needed was missing.