Preview: You're meeting the boys for the first time however the four of them have this thing where whenever they're introduced to Harry's new girlfriend they try and give her the shittiest introduction
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"I have nothing to wearrrr" Harry whined as he throws shirts and shorts out from draws onto the floor "Surely you have something to wear, Harry, I think you have the most ranged wardrobe in the music industry" I commented, looking closely into the mirror as I applied my eye liner.
"That's east for you to say, you've got a whole room dedicated to your clothes and shoes" he scoffed, opening a different wardrobe and frowning at the sight. "Harry, do you realise how many fashion awards you've been nominated for? And you are literally the face of Gucci" I replied, rolling my eyes at him.
"Stop making me seem so spoilt, help me pick an outfit, what are you wearing, I want to match you!" He exclaimed, trudging over to me in his boxers.
"Well, I haven't decided what I'm wearing yet" I reminded him, checking my make up and hair that I had put loose curls in. "I'll choose! I love your closet, then we can match!" He grinned then sprinted out the room.
I chuckled and stood up with my robe still wrapped around me, spraying setting spray on my face and hair texturising spray on my hair before wondering off to find Harry.
"Boom!" Harry yelled, throwing me a blue dress, lace blue heels and a blue handbag. "So I'm guessing the theme is blue?" I joked, raising an eyebrow and he nodded "Anddd you're going to wear one of my necklaces, now quickly change!" He instructed before sprinting out the room, does this man ever stop?
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Once I had changed I went back to the bedroom to find Harry pulling on some baby pink leather boots that did not match his outfit whatsoever. "Jesus you look gorgeous" he blurted out, staring up at me with a gaping jaw.
"Thank you, and you look very handsome" I complimented and he smiled at me before finally zipping the boots up and hurrying over to his dresser to pull out a chained necklace from his jaw.
"Harry, are you sure this will match?" I asked as he walked over to me with the necklace dangling from his hands "Honey, you're going to dinner with me and you're wearing my necklace, end of discussion" he stated, hooking the necklace around my neck.
"And I feel very privileged to be doing both of those things" I said, turning my head to look at Harry as he was standing behind me. "Why don't we just not go to dinner? I mean this dress is absolutely stunning but I don't know if I'll be able to keep my hands to myself" he suggested, tracing his fingertips along my thin sleeves.
"As much as I would love that, we've been together for a year and a half and I still haven't met the boys, my cousins would kill me if I passed this opportunity" I sighed, turning around to face him.
He groaned and pulled my body towards him, planting his hands on my hips and nuzzling his head into the crook of my neck "Only because I was on tour, and then they were releasing music and it was all hectic" he mumbled "And you smell nice" he added causing me to laugh.
