Chapter 13

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Chapter 13

Jasmine’s P.O.V.

After we had gotten a gallon of gas for my car, Harry drove us to the shopping

center. It was Saturday so it was packed. Maybe if we could all blend in with

the crowd no one would notice us. I hopped out of the car and began to walk out

of the parking lot with Harry and Louis. They looked like complete opposites

today, Louis dressed in pink and Harry dressed very darkly. It was weird seeing

them so distant in public.

“Louis,” I whispered, “you are in disguise you don’t need to hide it.”

I watched Louis’ lips turn into a smile and then a grin. He took hold of Harry’s

hand. They seemed to be talking without words, but then Harry smiled and we

started on our way.

In the first store we stopped in Louis picked up a blue dress, but it was more

of a shirt then a dress.

“Louis! I don’t wanna look like a street walker!”

“Oh common! Live a little!”

Harry held up a black dress with long sleeves with a white band at the bottom.

“See! Harry gets it!”

Louis nodded, “Ya ya, whatever.”

I took Harry’s dress and tried it on. I stepped out to model it for them.

“What do you think?”

“It’s pretty, but I don’t think it screams you.” Louis answered

Harry nodded in agreement.

“Off to the next store?”

In the next store it might as well have had a sign that said “Jasmine’s Store.”

I found some nice jeans for every day and some very cute shirts along with a

fall coat. Louis held up a beautiful emerald green long sleeve dress with black

and lighter green stars covering it.

“Wow.”

“Ha! Hazza I win!”

Louis’ P.O.V.

Harry and I waited patiently for Jaz to try on the dress I picked out. She

stepped out, and just wow.

“I love it!” she squealed.

“I do to!” I grinned.

“Alright lets get your things and go back home.” Harry said.

“Ok, and I promise to pay you back for the clothes when I get the money.” Jaz

stressed.

“No worries, it’s my present to you.” Hazza urged.

“Are you sure?!”

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