Isn't She Lovely Harry Styles Novels & Stories

I tell her. "Yeah, I'm not sure if I should trim it." She says, looking down at her unruly, black curls. "Harry liked it like this." She says, quietly. "Maybe that's reason enough to cut it. Is your mom's trimmed?" She asks. "It was trimmed into a neat triangle." I answer, knowing that we're purposely avoiding the main content of the video. "But my sister waxes it for her now and it's completely hairless." "Really?" She says, sitting up. "Now, I really do want to see it." She says. "You were concerned about how Harry set me up to have pleasure only with him, weren't you?" She asks.

Everything was just unbelievable. I leaned back again before opening social media absentmindedly. Immediately, Audrey appeared on my screen. A video from her latest campaign shoot was trending. I pressed play before I could stop myself. She stood in front of cameras wearing a fitted cream dress while smiling confidently at reporters. Her shorter hair framed her face perfectly and she looked… Happy. The realization irritated me. She shouldn’t have looked that happy without me. I scrolled through more clips. Photos from her bodysuit campaign, interviews, articles praising LovePlus, comments calling her beautiful and inspiring.

I tell her. "Yeah, I'm not sure if I should trim it." She says, looking down at her unruly, black curls. "Harry liked it like this." She says, quietly. "Maybe that's reason enough to cut it. Is your mom's trimmed?" She asks. "It was trimmed into a neat triangle." I answer, knowing that we're purposely avoiding the main content of the video. "But my sister waxes it for her now and it's completely hairless." "Really?" She says, sitting up. "Now, I really do want to see it." She says. "You were concerned about how Harry set me up to have pleasure only with him, weren't you?" She asks.

“It smells amazing too.” “You look stunning.” He says. I know. I do. In all my years of wearing makeup, this one has to be my favorite so far. I look stunning and the hairstylist did something with my hair. I didn’t know my hair could do that honestly. “She also looks like she is going to pass out.” Layla inputs. “Layla!” “What? It’s the truth.” She says and turns to Ronan. “Maybe you can help put some color in her cheeks please.”

Scarlet's POV ~ I watched in silence as Dylan took in the sight of Hilary who was dressed in a nice white blouse and firm dark jeans that highlighted her toned legs. Her vibrant red hair was styled in loose waves and she had a red lipstick and scarf to complement it. Dylan's eyes sparkled with a mix of excitement and familiarity as he assessed her from head to toe, his mouth too heavy to speak. At that moment, I studied his reaction, trying to see if he was still actually, genuinely in love with her.

“Enough already, Harvey! You’re a perfect fit?” “Mandy did reject Prince York, but what did that tell you? That you’re a perfect fit for her because you have no money?” “No, that simply meant that Mandy isn’t a gold digger. You’re even less of a fit because of her etiquette.” “And she had another reason to reject Prince York!” Even if Halsey was a vigorous woman, she had grown quite bashful at this point. Harvey looked at her with a face full of curiosity. Halsey looked around, then only replied when she made sure that no one was around to hear her, “My idol is the head coach of the Sword Camp! Prince York is most likely him!”

I messaged it to know who the hell she was. “Yeah! I’m so handsome in that. As always.” He sent it with a wink emoji. I rolled my eyes looking at his reply. I texted “The girl beside you is dominating you. You wouldn’t even get noticed beside her.” “What? You must be kidding.” – Harry. “No. I’m not. Who is she? Your girlfriend?” I texted. “Oh Stella! I have a princess as my girlfriend. Why would I go for other girls?” – Harry.

Hailey instructed, glancing at the stylist. "Ma'am," the stylist smiled. She began trimming Hailey's hair, ensuring it stayed long and flowing while giving it a fresh, healthy look. Kate, meanwhile, made sure the highlights were subtle and elegant, perfect for Hailey's natural beauty. The stylist blended soft caramel and honey tones into her dark locks, adding just the right amount of glow without overpowering her natural shade. After some time, the stylist finished, and Hailey's hair looked breathtaking—healthy, long, and with delicate highlights catching the light. "Wow," Hailey said, running her fingers through her hair. "I love it."

She has never looked more beautiful. “Why are you up so early?” Cassie asks. “I wanted to see the prettiest girl in the world before I went to class this morning.” I lean down and brush back her hair with my fingers to place a soft kiss on her hairline. When step back her cheeks are red and she’s trying to hide a smile.

The thought of Kylie and Harry being alone in that house made my heart divided into two ,I just couldn't imagine what would happen next ,that girl was a bitch but never did I think that it would get to this extent . "Are you okay dear "Liam asked me and I raised my head to look at him . "Am fine "I whispered trying to hide the pain that I was feeling at this moment . "Liam my baby "I heard someone say "I didn't need anyone to tell me who it was ,even if I was sleeping I knew who had that voice I could tell it was her . I raised my head to look at her ,she was looking beautiful as ever ,she wore a Versace gown whiLe Harry just wore a white shirt and jeans. He looked as good as ever .