beside you | wroetoshaw

part forty-three

i sat down at my makeup desk that i brought from my flat, it felt weird being in this room knowing i was at harry and cals as it hadn't properly set in yet that it would now be referred to as my flat as well as theirs.

i only put on light makeup, feeling better about myself the more natural that i put on but for once instead of curling my hair i thought i would straighten it. you know, for a change.
whilst my hair straighteners were heating up i decided to put my outfit on quickly, i grabbed the clothes that were laying on my bed and made my way into my own en suite dodging a few empty boxes that were still scattered around on the floor from earlier

as i slipped my left arm through the sleeve, adjusting the jumper so it fitted nicer, i looked in the mirror at the outfit that i was surprisingly fond of. i looked down at the skirt to notice it was a little short like i thought it would be but it wasn't the end of the world. i have a nice bum may as well show it off
remembering my straighteners were turned on i rushed out the bathroom back to my desk, not even noticing the body that was laying on the opposite side of my bed until their face appeared infront of me in the mirror

"fucking shit" i shouted out of fear, grabbing my chest

a loud laugh came from harry at my reaction, a laugh that i didn't usually hear from him. he started rolling around my bed whilst holding a hand over his mouth that was still projecting his laughter around my room that could probably be heard from the other side of the flat because of how loud he was.

"i didn't mean to scare you for fuck sake" he giggled shuffling towards the end of my bed so he was closer to me

"sure you didnt" i laughed while putting my hair up into a temporary pony, leaving a layer undone underneath that i was about to straighten

i picked the hair tool that was very hot by this point and placed it just below my roots, slowly gliding it down my hair until my natural waves were completely gone.

"what are you doing" harry asked, an intrigued look on his face

"im doing my hair, what does it look like" i sarcastically replied only making him roll his eyes at the statement

"i mean you never do that, you always curl it" he told me

"yeah i know, i thought i would go for a little bit of a change tonight" i explained

he didn't reply, only nodding his head and going back to looking at his phone.
as i finished the layer of hair, i decided i wanted some music to hype me up a bit for tonight. i grabbed my phone and shuffle played my playlist, only for 'crying lightning' by arctic monkeys to come on loudly through my speaker.

"you listen to some pish you know" harry piped up just as the song started

"you did not just say arctic monkeys are pish" i asked shocked turning around in my seat

"they are so overrated" he threw back, smirking to himself

i rolled my eyes and decided to carry on doing my hair as the song blasted through the speaker, slowly making me more excited to start drinking.

as i finished straightening my hair, i realised how long it had gotten since i had last done it like this. i stood up to go put on my shoes knowing we were leaving soon, a plain black pair on converse should somewhat go with this look, not like they are the only pair of shoes i actually wear

"i quite like what i'm wearing by the way, i wasn't too sure about it before i put it on" i told harry while raiding through my already messy wardrobe floor looking for the specific pair of shoes

"yeah it looks nice, especially with your arse hanging out the back of it" harry teased while watching me

"course that would be the thing you noticed" i mumbled going to sit on my bed

"well it's the most obvious thing, it's right there" he argued, slapping my bum just before i sat down

"i actually hate you sometimes" i laughed loosening the laces

"we both know that is a lie em"

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i was sitting in the living room waiting for the boys to change, funny how i was the one waiting for them to get ready.
as i was texting freya about how excited i was, the boys walked out in their outfits for tonight.
harry was wearing a plain white top with a nike swoosh on it and a white headband going around his forehead that had the same swoosh as his top and cal was wearing a navy blue polo shirt with a visor on

"let's go babyyyy" freezy chanted

he ran over to me, picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder as he headed for the door. just as we left the flat freezy basically threw my down causing me to go stumbling back and luckily fall into harry who was quick to catch my arms before i fell to the ground

"woah" he gasped as his arms clamped onto my forearms

he quickly helped me stand up properly and we continued walking behind freezy who was still chanting to himself about getting drunk.
since freezy was in front of us harry threw his arm around my shoulder and quickly gave me a hug knowing this may be our only chance of privacy until later on tonight. i felt my face heat up as his arm came flying off of me just as we entered the lift, i stood to harrys right as freezy was on his left.

"i'm actually buzzing for this" freezy further continued hyping up the night

"so am i" harry mumbled while grazing his hand over mine

-another filler sorry sorry but the night out will be in next chapter! very excited for it