Survivors

I snuggled deeper into the thick layers of blankets and pillows I had surrounding me as I burrowed my head into the arm of the couch. I started snuffling again as the face of the man I loved appeared in my mind. Then I lost it as I burst into tears. It had been 2 weeks since Ethan died and I still had not left the house. I had ordered in food for the last week after I ran out of food in the refrigerator.

I sniffled again as I grabbed my phone of the coffee table, and hit the answer button as it rang.

Me: Hello
Ray: I found a replacement. I need you down at the studio in 20 minutes. You had better move and NOT be late!
Me: Fuck you Ray!
I shout this over the phone. He's a complete asshole! I just lost my loving, and caring boyfriend and he is asking me to come in and meet a replacement for my boyfriend!?! We fuck you Ray!

I jab the end bottom and slam my phone down on the table. I will eventually show up at the studio, but it won't be on some assholes schedule!

I walk into the studio with my small brown leather tote bag flying behind me as u stalk down the galley. I had thrown on a red purple and black stripped dress with some brown boots and then run out i the house without doing my makeup. Who needs makeup when your movie director is being an asshole!?!

I storm through the door and stomp up to Ray.
"Why the hell am I supposed to be here after I just lost my boyfriend and to meet his replacement for goodness sake!" I screeched at him. "You are 20 minutes late so please head to your dressing room room Ms. Mason, your stylist is waiting," he simply replies.

I suddenly feel a rush of anger and I reach out my hand to slap him even my wrist gets caught inches seat from Rays cheek. I look up to flip this guy off, but I end up going weak at the knees. Its those emerald green eyes. Harry.

Notes

Finally updated and I'm sorry its short but I'm on my mobile. Ok there it is. Luv everyone who supports this story! ;P I didn't proofread so hopefully it's good.