Beneath Your Beautiful (a Harry Styles fanfic)

Looking back. Replaying a story, when Jo is forced into a auction for charity by her best friend Lizzie, her world gets turned upside down. Can one night really change her life forever? Will one curly haired boy be able to show her how beautiful she really is, and what it means to be loved?
You've carried on so long, You couldn't stop if you tried it.
You've built your wall so high That no one could climb it, But I'm gonna try.
Would you let me see beneath your beautiful?
Would you let me see beneath your perfect? Take it off now, girl, take it off now, girl
I wanna see inside.
Would you let me see beneath your beautiful tonight?


4. Disaster Date

"Lizzie?" I asked. "Hmm?" She replied her attention pulled away from the car window and towards me. "Do you think Harry bidded on me for pity?" 

Her face hardened and she curled her lips disapprovingly. "No! Josie Lynne! If I hear that again I will have to call you're grandma!" I warned. 

"Oh, no not my Grammykinz!" I pretended to weep, as if my grandmother would suffocate me in one of her hand made quilts! She began to laugh till we could barely breath. 

We soon got home and it was all to tiring to stay up and shower. 

I plopped onto my bed and let out a puff. "Lizzie?" "Hmm?" 

"Goodnight." I smiled. "Night!" She chuckled. I closed my eyes and drifted off. 

~skip the long boring night~

"Jo! Jo! JO!!!" 

My eyes shot open and I whipped my head around to face Lizzie. 

"Is the house on fire?" I asked. "No?" She replied questioningly. 

"Are you bleeding or severely hurt?" I asked once more. "No." She replied raising an eyebrow. 


She chuckled. "Come look what's on TV." 

I sighed and sat up. "This better be good!" I warned with a growl. 

"Oh, it is!" She said knowingly. I trudged to the living room and sat down on the couch. 

"Harry Styles! bidding twenty five thousand dollar for a date with a average girl named, Josie Lynne. Unknown sources say that they where seen out for dinner last night. When Ambushed by paparazzi, Harry forcefully fled the scene. Is this just another one of his flings? Or could they become a thing? Tune in tomorrow to find out!" The women on the screen flashed a cheesy smile and winked. 

I groaned. It was dinner and there where five other people with us! How is it that they turn it into some big story! And obviously it not going to be a "thing." He doesn't even like me! Trust me! 

I checked my phone for the time. 11:18 I had time to spare. I went back to bed since I had been disturbed so rudely before. I decided that I should at least get another 30 minutes of beauty rest. 

~skipping two hour nap~ 

I woke up once more, his time refreshed and ready for the rest of the day. That is almost over according to the clock on my bedside table. I got up and curled my hair. Unfortunately I don't have perfectly curled hair. And it takes me atleast an hour to tame the wild mane that I call my "hair". Makeup is basic, a little foundation, eye shadow, blush, mascara. And done! I slipped on my favorite pair of brown ankle boots as some one knocked softly knocked on the door. 

I opened it to find Harry. His white chief clung to his torso, just tight enough to see his toned stomach. His hands begind his back. His hair swept to the side. He smiled brightly showing off his dimples. I found myself smiling back at him. "You look beautiful." He stated. 

"Thanks!" I gushed staring down at my shoes. 

He pulled out a bouquet of daises. Don't get me wrong they were gorgeous. But the thing is I'm allergic. 

I smiled weakly and sneezed. Oh no! My eyes began watering like crazy along with yet another sneeze. A conceded look washed over his face. "Are you okay?" 

"No, not really. I'm allerg- ACHOO!" I sneezed once more."allergic." I finished. 

"Oh, I'm so so sorry. I just thought. Um..." He stuttered. 

"It's the thought that counts." 

"Ha. Yeah." He said awkwardly. "Are you gonna be okay?" He asked worriedly. 

"Yeah, just can you get rid of them." I asked.  

"Sure." He ran down ran down to the trash bin that the trash men left behind and threw them away. 

My sneezing kept constant until I was in his car. 

"I'm really sorry about that. Really." He frowned as he got on his side. 

"Oh no! It's fine!" I smiled weakly,  I rubbed my eyes. 

He sighed and we drove off. When has told me we where going to one of his favorite place in the world! Which I thought was very sweet. We got to a park where he opened my door and let me out. 

"Thanks." I said as he helped me out. 

He pulled out a picnic basket out of the back of his car.

he rolled out a blanket under neath a oak tree. 

"So you're allergic to daises?" Harry laughed a little. 

"Sadly, yes." I chuckled. 

"Any other allergy I need to know about?" He asked jokingly. 

"Nope. Just daisies." 

"Good!" We laughed. 

Soon we had finished the lovely picnic he had packed us. And may I say he knows how to make a really good sandwich! 

He smiled at me before laying down and looking up at the clouds. 

I joined him and smiled to myself. This was going better then I thought. Considering I had a allergy attack belted I even left my house! I thought it could go worse. 

But I spoke to soon. It began to pour down ran. I shrieked and ran under the tree. 

Harry jumped up and grabbed my hand pulling me into the pouring down ran. Spinning me around. "HARRY!" I laughed. 

As he danced around. 

"JO!" He shouted back. 

I laughed before I joined him. 

I laughed uncontrollably and he fell. 

"Help me up!" He said sticking out his hand. 

I grabbed it and he smirked before pulling me down other him. 

"Jerk!" I slapped his chest playfully. 

He stood up and  pulled me up to. 

Harry smiled cheekily before pulling me close. 




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