Novel & Cerita Isn't She Lovely Harry Styles

I hissed, a frown marring my face. "You have no other choice but to like it, can't you see you guys are just like some cheesy romance chapter in a book?" She cocked her brow. "And I'm a die-hard fan, a crazy shipper of you both." She began laughing and clapping excitedly. "Can you just shut up?" "Not until the ship lands." She winked as the hairstylist began styling her hair. Two hours passed and Harriet is ready to bring down this beauty palace.

She is wearing a Hotouch women's cotton basic button-down shirt and white wrinkle-free, pull-on straight-fit trouser work pants. "Do I really need to fix my hair? You know I can just curl it up." "Of course! Girls have a lot of events to dress up for; you cannot sport your regular casual hairstyle to them. You need a hairstyle that looks elegant and stylish and suits your outfit's fashion statement," he replied as if he is a fashion icon advocate. "So, what do you call this hairstyle?" She asked, pointing at her hair. "Pure braid Pony." "How do you do this?" She thought, how come his brother knows this thing more than her?

▄︻デ══━一 COLTON HAYES💥 She’s beautiful. No, I’m sorry, beautiful doesn’t even cover it. This woman is the most stunning female I have ever come across. Dark skin that practically glows under the sunlight, smooth and rich like the earth itself. Her black hair falls in waves, catching the light like silk, and every inch of her body tells a story. She’s curvy, with just enough softness to make me want to reach out and hold her, and there's a confidence in the way she carries herself that makes my chest tighten.

The sleeveless design showcases her graceful arms, each movement exuding a sense of poise and grace. Her hair, styled in loose, cascading waves, frames her face in a way that accentuates her features. The curls fall effortlessly, cascading down her shoulders, their gentle bounce adding a touch of playfulness to her overall look. A delicate silver hairpin, adorned with intricate crystals, is tucked into her hair, adding a subtle sparkle that catches the light.

She wasn't the type that enjoyed make ups and instead chose a more natural self, despite the stylist complain. Harry had informed her only a week before about the wedding and while she thought it was a mere joke, the whole plans became serious, when Harry hired the best stylist out there to make a befitting gown for her. "You looking like a working art, my dear." Debby smiled at the stylist compliment. She had a french accent to her tone. "Mommy!" She turned around to see Fred fully dressed in a very expensive Italian sized suit. Debby smiled as her son looked all handsome and didn't fail to show it.

Nails that have been colored silver and will now be decorated with small white gems. From this morning Brisa has been carrying out various preparations for her happy day which will be held in two days. In two days, Brisa will marry her lover, whom she has been in love with for a year. "Del, is there a problem? Why do you look like a mess like this?" Brisa smoothed Delmar's disheveled hair. Delmar doesn't usually look like that. Delmar is the type of man who really cares about his appearance. Delmar took Brisa’s hand from her head. "Bri, do you really love Juan?"

Arosh gradually checked Harry: he was simply peering through the window out. She watched him cautiously; from head to toe … .she thought it was practically great. He has smooth skin, excellent body, delightful hair and he is truly attractive! So that is the reason, numerous ladies like him. As Arosh watched Harry subtly, she thought imagine a scenario where Harry loved her. Harry unexpectedly went to her and feigned exacerbation, as though it was hoping to inquire as to why she. Be that as it may, Arosh actually had no response, so Harry just grinned at Arosh and just gazed at her.

Falling - Harry Styles  ~ Alia stared at her reflection in the mirror, small pants leaving her lips while steam coated the surface as she did so. She had brushed her hair to perfection, her porcelain skin glowing under the light of her room and though it was late at night, she still had light make-up on. She felt... More beautiful than she had ever looked before, even though she was dressed in such drabby clothes, this clothes being her pyjama pants, but Alex... Alex used to like them.

I felt even more like a potato in front of her. The man next to him was no stranger to me. He was none other than Harry Styles, an actor and celebrity known for lawsuits. He had become famous after a scandal involving his girlfriend, and I remember that this had been a time when he avoided following the lives of the famous, so I didn't know the reasons for so many controversies.

Harry informed me and I gritted my teeth. “What do you think about her now?” I asked Harry in a low tone. My heart skipped a beat when I thought about her again. Her face was more beautiful when I last saw her. Her hair was no longer messy. Her long black locks were silky and tied in a neat bun. Her skin was glowing and her eyes were no longer gray.