...I just want to feel that I'm important to someone...

...

Butterflies.

Harry was getting butterflies. Inside his fucking stomach. And he does not wanted to admit that.

When June grabbed his head and pulled him onto his lap, he froze. No girl he ever dated had let him rest his head on their laps. It was always vice versa. But let me get this straight, any of the girls he dated didn't need to put their head on Harry's lap and ruin their perfectly styles hairs.

And when June started to run her fingers through her hair, he almost purred. Holy, that felt good. No one has ever ran his fingers through his hair other than his mom, Gemma or Louis. But this- was something else.

And when he fucked up and started to ramble about nail polish- the way she caressed his cheek. And no, no Harry Styles is not soft right now- not at all. He almost fell asleep.

Wait- he did fell asleep with his head on June's lap.

Holy mother of Jesus-

"So" June pulled out a small box from under her bed. Harry was sitting rigid on her bed. She set the box on the before jumping on it herself. June was wearing a pair of tan shorts with a white tank top and a chrome yellow cardigan. She looked usually cozy in her endless pair of shorts and cardigans. The yellow color was making her hair stood up.  "There's a lot of colors in there, choose anything you like"

Harry hastily lifted the lid of the box to reveal little bottles of nail polish inside. He started to rummage through it with his clumsy fingers. June noticed the boy's hesitant actions.

"Harry" She placed a hand on his shoulder, silently asking him to look up. "You're tensed"

"I'm just-" Harry stuttered before sighing and looking up. He stared right at June's blue eyes. "Do you think I'm weird?"

Out of everything she was expecting him to ask, she wasn't expecting that. "Harry- why would I think you're weird?"

"Because I like nail polish?" He stared at the duvet cover beneath him. Fingers absentmindedly fiddling with the cloth. 

"Are you kidding me?" June scoffed and gave a face. "Hell no, why would I think you're weird"

"Because I like nail polish and boys-"

"Don't finish that sentence" June interrupted him. "You know that's not true. Even if it is, who cares? Not me, not you, not anyone"

"I guess yeah" He sighed and brought his hand to his mouth before starting to bite down on the nail of the thumb. A nervous habit he can't still get over- after years. June rolled his eyes before grabbing his hand and securing them on the bed using her hands.

"Now Mr. Styles, choose any color you please will you?"

"Sure Ms. Garner"

Harry smiled and hesitantly reached the box and started to rummage through it. His fingers were clumsily slipping through the bottles, making the glass make a clank sound against each other. After a few quiet minutes of searching for a proper color, Harry picked out one.

"Baby blue?"

"Yeah- is it weird, I could get something like black-"

"Stop talking Harry" June chuckled. "You're rambling and worrying for no reason"

"Right"

June took the bottle to her hand before twisting and opening up the cap and setting it on the lid of the box. Then she got up from her bed and walked over to her closet, and grabbed a cloth which looked like it just participated in a paint war. She took the cloth and fell onto the bed again, and laid it on the duvet. Mumbling something about not wanting to get the duet dirty.

"All right, we're ready"

And June took Harry's hand and put it on her thigh. And guess who decided to appear in again? The butterflies in Harry's stomach. Harry is now embarrassed about all of this. Come on Harry, she's the daughter of the man who owns the place you stay in. And remember, her parents are not easy.

June took the bottle and the brush cap in hand started to paint Harry's blunt nails in a beautiful pastel baby blue. Harry watches in awe as his nails turn into a pretty blue color by three steady strokes of the brush from June.

He loved the feeling of it.

And something about this- how June and Harry interacted- there was something so domestic about it. And it made Harry feel all jittery inside.

"You like it?"

June asked in between painting his nail of the middle finger.

"Yeah, I love it"

Then Harry let his gaze set on the girl in front of him. June was slightly leaning forward as she painted Harry's nails. Her dark blue hair was hanging around her face like a curtain. The sunlight was directly cascading on her face, making patterns on her skin. Harry could see a slight glittery shade on her eyelids. Probably some moonstone eyeshadow.

Harry let his eyes wonder around the room once more. It was the same as it's been on the first day he stepped into this room. Only the positions of both of them had changed this time, sitting on a bed instead of one crumpled on floor and one kneeling in front of the other. He still remembers the first time he met June. And he was thankful that he decided to show up at the right minute.

His eyes wondered off to that specific place in her room. Where there was a curtain made of ivy. Harry was sure there was a doorway behind that. But somehow, the girl wanted it hidden?

Maybe he'll find it some other day.

"Look!" June gushed. Harry snapped back to reality. And June was holding up his hand like a possession, admiring her work of art. "It looks beautiful on you Harry- it's so pretty"

Harry took is hand back and stared at his newly done nails. Painted in a soft pastel blue color. It was really beautiful.

He felt good.

"It is beautiful" Harry said back, Not sure if he was going to accept the word pretty. He really liked being called pretty but nobody had to knew that. He was fine with only himself knowing. "You're really good at this June"

June's cheek painted in a slight rose color. She was not the one to receive compliments. She was not used to someone admiring her work. She was not used to someone talking good about her.

"Not really" She lowered her head. "But thanks"

Harry furrowed his eyebrows at that. Does this girl don't believe that she's a pro at it? Then he might damn well put that into her mind that she's brilliant at it.

"Hey" He said, softly. Making the girl look up at him. "Don't you believe when I say your work is beautiful?"

June just gave him a tight lipped smile, returning her gaze on the duvet. Harry sighed and moved himself closer to her. He raised his hand and lightly held the girl's chin, making her look up at him again.

She chuckled and swatted his hand away.

"You're gonna get it smudged"

"I don't care" Harry replied, causing the girl to huff and lightly pout at that.

"But that was my masterpiece, I worked hard on it"

"You mean getting out a nail polish and painting my nails" Harry sassed.

"Well you're the one who's telling me to appreciate my work" She crossed her arms and sassed back. Oh Harry loved sass. 

"I don't care about the nails getting smudged because what I care about is you knowing how much of a talented young lady you are"

She let her arms hang loose again.

Oh the things Harry is doing to her.

JuneGarner Nail polish doesn't make you weird, it makes you pretty.

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Codyyy.S of course babe, I love your nails arts

1Dedicated ahh, all of her posts are so aesthetic

Prince_Fire_Angel That color will look good on you @harrystyles

Whore4Harry OML- WHAT IF HARRY START PAINTING NAILS TO UGH

JuneGarner replying to @Codyyy.S Thank you Cody <3

harrystyles ❤❤ 

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harrymyhubby dO YOU THINK SHE WILL AGREE TO PAINT HARRY'S NAILS FOR US?? #nailpolishharryrise

HarryBaeee Ew it would be soooooo gross. Harry is manly! I really hope these two are not dating #nailpolishfreeharryrise

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[A/N- HAIIIIIIIII. Hai, so how are you babies doing? Good? then that's great! Bad? I'm sorry, slip into my dms and talk to me ;) Soo, I finally decided to upload the effin' book. I kind of liked this chapter because harry was so fluffy and soft. And I am in love with June. See, I'm in love with my own character...I'm a special child, I know. I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Don't forget to give me your feedback, you know I adore them]

QOC- Which celebrity would you have as a sister and a brother?

My sister would be Taylor Swift ( sorry neha ) or maybe Emma watson- or you know what, Gemma Styles. Ugh there's so many.

And for a brother, I would like to have Niall as a brother. and Louis, he's such a perfect brother *cries in Tomlinson girls are so lucky* But I would rather have a three way with Louis and Harry (please don't judge my thoughts) so...Niall. Or Tom Holland. I don't know.

So that's it for today. Thank you for everyone who waste your time reading this shit. Special thanks to everyone who voted for my story so far. I really hope this story is somewhat interesting.

Thank you for reading this far. Sorry for keeping you guys wait but you know my reasons. Also, if you want to be mentioned in the comment section of the instagram post at the end of the chapter, don't forget to drop your @ in the comments. 

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