I woke up with the worst headache ever. How much did I even drink last night ?
Defiantly a lot from the looks of it.
" Good Morning." Harry smiled at me.
" Oh it is so not a good morning." I rubbed the sleep away from my eyes.
" There's Advil and a glass of water right next to you." He pointed at the medium sized bed cabinet.
" Exactly what I need." I thanked him and grabbed the pill as if my life depended on it.
" Why are you all dressed up ?" I asked once I gulped down my water.
" I have a photo shoot. Wanna come with ?" He answered me with another question.
" I wish if I can, but I have a meeting with Kera." I sighed.
" See you at Louis' ?" Harry got up pulling down his shirt.
" Movie night." I cheered as he laughed walking away.
" I forgot something." He walked back.
" Wha-" My confusion was interrupted by the familiar feeling of his lips on mine. It took me by surprise,
but I didn't hesitate for a second to kiss back. Neither did he. I only let it linger for a second before I
pulled away.
" Such a tease." He bitt his lips.
" See you tonight." I got off the bed "accidentally" brushing my right index finger on his left thumb
leaving him wanting even more.
" I love you too !" I heard Harry's voice echo through the bathroom walls painting a smile on my face.
I went through my whole morning routine and walked down to my car. Here we go again.
Another day with management, another day of paparazzi, and another day of publicity and lies.
I can't for the movie night. I miss Ms.Margret though, I haven't seen her since before I went to L.A.
I made a quick stop by Starbucks and got my favorite peppermint mocha.
My gaze on the road was interrupted my phone ringing.
" Eleanor !" I yelled.
" For a hungover person, you seem to be doing pretty well." I can seriously feel her smirking.
" Meh. I'm having a good morning." I smiled.
" Good ! Stay that cheery cause we have a movie night tonight ! " She reminded me.
" Yes ! I'll bring the drinks, as usual ?" I asked.
" Great. See you in seven hours." El replied.

I tried to fumble around with my purse without taking my eyes off the road and not
spilling my mocha everywhere.. I think the zipper is jammed. I decided to take my eyes off
road for a second only. Alright maybe not one second, but it was less than a minute !
" There !" I breathed in accomplishment. Guess who's getting their purse fixed ?
I glued my eyes back on the road. Is that a truck ? Coming my way ?
Oh my god. I felt something sink into my stomach when I realized this could be the end of me.
The last I heard and felt is the crumbling of the car and my own body. It all went blank.

Notes

What do you think is going to happen !?