Paper Plane Necklace Harry Styles Novels & Stories

And after a lot of boring presentations and talks, it is now time for displaying the auditioned stuff. Xander led me from the seat to check out the stuff. “Choose whatever you want!.” Xander muttered. I look around and couldn’t find anything to my liking until my eyes suddenly sighted a beautiful necklace displayed in a glass box. The necklace it simple with just a single pendulum in a shape of a butterfly. I kept staring at the necklace. “You want that?”. Xander asked and without waiting for me to reply, he pulled me towards the necklace. Looking at the necklace from a closer range, it looks more beautiful. My eyes widened when I saw the price tag on it. $150,000 for a single necklace is to

I looked at the entrance. Then back at Harper. “I guess this is it.” She smiled. “For a few days.” “Still.” She reached into the cup holder. “I almost forgot.” “What?” She pulled out something small wrapped in blue tissue paper. “I wanted you to have this.” I frowned. “Harper…” “It’s not expensive.” She laughed. “So don’t give me that look.” I carefully unwrapped the paper. Inside was a simple black leather bracelet. On the inside… Tiny engraved letters. Play Free.

He blinked his eyes wanting to be sure he was seeing right. It was the same pale skin girl with long black hair and strands of blue, red and green giving color to her whole outfit because as usual she was dressed in her signature color black. His suspensions were confirmed when he saw the choker necklace he had had gotten her for her birthday. It was made of leather and looked like a belt with silver diamonds encrusted in it. His frown deepened as he made his way to the booth she was it.

“Open it.” I stared at the velvet box for some time before my fingers slowly moved. I lifted the lid, then froze. My mind stopped working for a second. Inside the box lay a diamond necklace so breathtaking that it almost didn’t look real. The stones sparkled softly in the light. Even before I looked closer, the name on the inside of the velvet case caught my eye, making it pop wide open. Harry Winston. It was written there boldly in delicate gold letters. Jewelry like this didn’t just cost money. It cost a fortune.

"Sorry for being rude, let me introduce myself first. I'm Harry, Harry Cairn." "I'm Neil Wesley." "Hello, Neil." "Uh, hi." Fortunately, I had a habit when flying of placing less essential items in the seat pocket before takeoff, so important things were not within reach. In front of me were now a mirror, a comb, sunglasses, and a mask. The position of the mirror happened to allow me to see that Harry fellow clearly. He was a man with skin almost as fair as Neil's, standing at around six feet, with a physique that could rival a model but fell short compared to mine. His face, a typical pretty boy look, heavily reliant on hairstyle and grooming, would be inadequate without them.

"But Kyle seems like a nice guy. Did he get me an expensive necklace? It was so nice of him." Pepper is still wearing the necklace. It looks so beautiful on her. "Yeah, Kyle is the best." "But my best birthday present is Trent buying me tickets to Harry's concert. Harry Styles is my soulmate and Trent made my dream come true when he made us meet. I have listened to his album ten thousand times and I'm not kidding..." Pepper will never forget Trent for buying her tickets to Harry's concert and his album. He's her idol. Harry is the way to Pepper's heart.

“I did, but not by much. I had to buy it once I saw your dress the other day.” “Thanks,” Arianna whispered as she dangled the elegant necklace in front of her face. The pendant was a pear-cut emerald set in 14k yellow gold with a cluster of diamonds around it. The chain dipped low, and if she had a chest worth writing home about, it would’ve rested against her bosom. Knocking on the door interrupted the pair. “We’re ready to get started,” Harry announced. “You seem excited to be calling Bingo for the first time,” Arianna commented.

Ronald lowered his head and saw the platinum lily-shaped necklace in the pictures. His body leaned forward as he attempted to control his expression. But the trembling muscles around his eyes exposed his fear. "Do you recognize this necklace?" Cyrus stared at him intently, tapping his fingertips on the table. Ronald immediately denied it. His forehead broke out in a cold sweat as he said, "I don't recognize it." "You don't recognize your belongings?" Cyrus mockingly chuckled. "You meticulously wrapped it in fine silk and kept it in a pricey jewelry box, clearly indicating its importance to you. And now, you claim not to recognize it? Who do you think you're fooling? Ghosts?"

Henry said proudly, running his fingers in his long black hair. "I could tell," I mumbled, watching how their dark outfits matched the dull atmosphere of their house. I kept walking, looking at the portraits hung on the walls, and the few decorations they had around until my eyes stopped on something shiny. I carefully approached it, and it looked like a silver necklace, a very familiar one. It wasn't a similar one, it was the necklace, the one I bought for my mother's forty-fifth birthday before she died. It was also designed by me, which meant that no one else could have bought the same one.

A smile surfaced on her face when Blythe lifted her gaze and their eyes met right away, looking like she had something to say but not asking away. "You've got a nice necklace, huh..." Both of their eyes flew directly on her necklace which was peeking through her deep Vneck shirt. It's a silver plated necklace that comes with a kind of weird pendant like a lovely silver flower when it's closed, particularly an unbloomed rose engraved with red and blue stones in each of its petals. But when you pull the tiny trigger on its tip, it will eventually form a little dagger with wings on its handle.