Httyd Outfits Novels & Stories

Hailey Since the rumors had spread throughout the college about me, I’d been scared to walk into the building in the morning. I’d kept my head low and tried to avoid eye-contact with anyone. Today, though, I held my head high and felt bold, confident. I even had a tiny smirk on my face. I guess Tyler was wearing off on me in ways I hadn’t expected. I wore my favorite outfit Tyler had bought me. It was a white button-up blouse with a grey, black, and pink plaid vest and matching skirt. I wore white stockings and black kitten heels to match.

We finished our lunch and began our walk back to Tyto Corp, our footsteps echoing against the pavement. Unexpectedly, as we neared the entrance of Tyto Corp, our eyes locked onto a figure making her way towards the building. It took me a moment to register who it was. It was Haze, dressed in a strikingly formal attire that caught me off guard. She donned an elegant suit, complete with high heels, a departure from her usual casual and comfortable style.

How naughty he is! “Forget it!” I walk into my room and open the wardrobe. I decide to wear a simple black underwear outfit, denim shorts, a white short-sleeved T-shirt with a black skull and a leather jacket, and my usual black combat boots. “Here I am ready!” “You look good, but why didn’t you wear a tank top?” “Simply because someone gives me a hickey on display!” “Oops, I didn’t realize!” “Yes, right, it’s me instead of a wolf, I’m a unicorn!”

As Skye showers, I started to cover up the Hickeys that Skye's left on my neck, and then I put on some light makeup to compliment my outfit. I'm wearing the outfit that I bought from Zion Earlier. Then Skye emerges from the walk-in closet, and damn she is hot. She's wearing light brown high-waisted slack pants along with a white crop top and light brown blazer completed with gold jewelry and White heels. Skye smiled at me and extended her hand, "Let's go???"

Heidi is already waiting for me at the same place I left her this morning, only this time she’s not as dressed up, although she still looks sexy as hell. She’s wearing a plain, white T-shirt with a leather jacket over it, which kind of reminds me of the way I was dressed when I first met her. It’s fucking sexy, and I bet she knows the effect it’s having on me. Her outfit is completed with black pants and combat boots. Her hair is tied up in a ponytail, and although I love her hair falling down her shoulders, and how it feels sliding through my fingers, this look causes the monster inside of me to snarl when I spot the skin of her neck exposed.

My outfit was a simple, yet sexy one. Dark purple tights (not exactly yoga pants, but they looked just like them, and they breathed a lot like them), a tight, white body-hugging short sleeve top and a pair of purple and white Keds. Teddy went with his usual "boy" look of jeans and a gray t-shirt. How original. But I loved him for it all the same. One project at a time, Maddie. First, I needed to make my brother want me as a lover. Wardrobe "renovations" could happen later.

Lydia’s anxieties vanished with that idea, and her normal haughtiness took the place of her assurance. Haley remained entirely hidden under Rhett’s mid-length coat since she was feeling chilly. "Haley, the show's about to start—why are you wrapped up like a mummy?" Lydia teased, measuring Haley from head to toe. “Is your body too small to flaunt? Are you worried that everyone will notice your true ugliness?” Lydia purposefully raised one leg to display her own black fishnet stocking-covered legs. Wearing a red sleeveless leather cropped jacket and matching high-waisted shorts, Lydia looked as provocative as ever. Her legs were wrapped in black fishnet stockings, and the ensemble was finished

Clearly she's not talking to me, is she? "Has he told you his name?" She continues. Okay I can't help but think she's talking to me. Slowly, I turn my head in her direction and meet her gaze. I take in her appearance. Her face is makeup free and her hair is up in a rough and unkempt ponytail, one can tell that she rushed her dressing today. Or maybe she does the same every other day, I don't even know her. She has on a brown body hugging long sleeve sweater and her black tights hug her skin so tightly that just the look of them makes me feel pity for her pale skin.

“Though it’s still early, I’m sure some malls would be opened already. I can get you a dress or-“ “Alright, Mr. Rich man,” she sneered at him. “But that’s not necessary. I’m in jeans and a blouse. I can always wear the jeans again and for a new blouse I can Um, wear one of your shirts or hoodies. Yes, hoodies. No one’s going to notice. I wear Tyler’s hoodies all the time.” “You wear his hoodies all the time?” “Yeah,” she nodded. “They’re oversized and always have this comfy feel. So I-“

“Right, I forgot. Let me just throw on a shirt and we can go.” I grab a cropped Motley Crue shirt from my closet and put it on then slip into my trusty Vans. When I turn around Lydia looks disappointed, then annoyed, then comes acceptance. She is not a fan of how I dress but she knows better than to try to get me to wear one of her outfits. She rolls her eyes and sighs. “Alright, let’s go”