The New Publicist
Hanna loses her cool
~Hanna’s prov.
I drove the boys back to our hotel and parked the car. “Some adventure that was.” Michael grumbled. I did a smirk and a little laugh and got out of the car. I walked in first to the hotel and then my phone started buzzing. I saw that it was Harry. It’s been four days since I last spoke to anyone because I’ve been so busy sorting out my grandma things. I answered the call on the last ring and walked away from Luke and the others.
“Hello Harry”
“Oh Hanna, I’m so sorry. It’s all my fault. I never should have yelled at you. Please forgive me. I need you in my life. I can’t go on without hearing from you. It’s tearing me apart. Please Hanna, please forgive me” Harry sputtered out before I could even speak. I didn’t say anything right away and I could hear his breathing getting slower and slower. “Hanna are you still there love?”
“Yes, I am”
“Please say something . . . anything” I could hear the desperation in his voice.
“Harry, I have one more day here and then I fly home to work on your apartment. I can’t for long right now because I’m with Luke and his bandmates. They say they know you. Anyways. I’ll talk to you later and tell everyone I say ‘hi’”
“Okay I will. And be safe Hanna” and with that Harry hung up. I turned around and Ashton was right there. I took a step back from being scared by his presence.
“Oh sorry I didn’t mean to scare you. I just wanted to ask if you wanted to hang out with me and the boys this evening. You don’t have to if you don’t want to. I was just wonder—“
“That would be great. Let me go to my room and get my phone charger and put somethings away” I smiled and he returned the gesture. Ashton walked me to the elevator and we hopped in. I pressed the button and ruffled my hair.
“So who were you walking to?” he asked breaking the silence and shoving his hands in his pockets.
“Just Harry. He was practically begging me to take him back. Like can you imagine? One of the biggest popstars begging for me, Hanna Monroe, to take them back. It just . . . I find it funny that he thinks that that’ll work. Blowing up at me in an elevator and then storming away. I just can’t handle him anymore.” My voice kept getting louder and louder. “AND JUST TO CALL LIKE THAT! I AM JUST DONE WITH THAT BOY. AND I DON’T GIVE A CARE WHO HE IS!” I was screaming by this point and Ashton’s eyes were getting bigger. Then I just lost it. The tears that I was holding in for so long just came flowing out. Tears for being mad at Harry, for the death of my grandma, and everything else that happened in my past. The doors opened but it wasn’t our floor. Ashton looked out at the elderly couple staring at me. Without saying anything to them he closed the doors.
The doors to our floor finally opened and Ashton carried me to their room. Calum, Michael, and Luke were already there looking for something on the television. They looked at Ashton and he just shook his head and carried me to a bed and laid me down on it. I finally fell asleep after listening to the boys decide what to do for dinner.
~3 hours later . . . 8 pm
I don’t know how long I slept for but I woke up to a sleeping Calum beside me on the bed. “Feeling better princess?” Ashton asked from the couch. I nodded my head and looked at my phone. Three texts and one new email. I didn’t bother to look at them because I just wanted to go back to my room, take a shower, and go back to bed. I managed to push myself to sit up straight. Still sleeping I found my shoes and slipped them on. I got my purse and started walking towards the door when Michael blocked me.
“Where are you going love? The party’s just started” he said holding up some beers in his hands. I pushed him out of the way and opened the door. “What’s up with her?” I heard him say before the door closed. I made it back to my room and threw everything on my bed and walked into the bathroom and turned the shower on to full blast. The hot water instantly made me feel better and somewhat awake. I got out of the bathroom and looked at my phone. Two of the texts were from Harry and one was from Ali. The email was a coupon from a local boutique back home. I went over to my bed, slipped in, and started to flip through the stations on the TV. But I soon fell asleep to the sound of some classical music on some movie.
I drove the boys back to our hotel and parked the car. “Some adventure that was.” Michael grumbled. I did a smirk and a little laugh and got out of the car. I walked in first to the hotel and then my phone started buzzing. I saw that it was Harry. It’s been four days since I last spoke to anyone because I’ve been so busy sorting out my grandma things. I answered the call on the last ring and walked away from Luke and the others.
“Hello Harry”
“Oh Hanna, I’m so sorry. It’s all my fault. I never should have yelled at you. Please forgive me. I need you in my life. I can’t go on without hearing from you. It’s tearing me apart. Please Hanna, please forgive me” Harry sputtered out before I could even speak. I didn’t say anything right away and I could hear his breathing getting slower and slower. “Hanna are you still there love?”
“Yes, I am”
“Please say something . . . anything” I could hear the desperation in his voice.
“Harry, I have one more day here and then I fly home to work on your apartment. I can’t for long right now because I’m with Luke and his bandmates. They say they know you. Anyways. I’ll talk to you later and tell everyone I say ‘hi’”
“Okay I will. And be safe Hanna” and with that Harry hung up. I turned around and Ashton was right there. I took a step back from being scared by his presence.
“Oh sorry I didn’t mean to scare you. I just wanted to ask if you wanted to hang out with me and the boys this evening. You don’t have to if you don’t want to. I was just wonder—“
“That would be great. Let me go to my room and get my phone charger and put somethings away” I smiled and he returned the gesture. Ashton walked me to the elevator and we hopped in. I pressed the button and ruffled my hair.
“So who were you walking to?” he asked breaking the silence and shoving his hands in his pockets.
“Just Harry. He was practically begging me to take him back. Like can you imagine? One of the biggest popstars begging for me, Hanna Monroe, to take them back. It just . . . I find it funny that he thinks that that’ll work. Blowing up at me in an elevator and then storming away. I just can’t handle him anymore.” My voice kept getting louder and louder. “AND JUST TO CALL LIKE THAT! I AM JUST DONE WITH THAT BOY. AND I DON’T GIVE A CARE WHO HE IS!” I was screaming by this point and Ashton’s eyes were getting bigger. Then I just lost it. The tears that I was holding in for so long just came flowing out. Tears for being mad at Harry, for the death of my grandma, and everything else that happened in my past. The doors opened but it wasn’t our floor. Ashton looked out at the elderly couple staring at me. Without saying anything to them he closed the doors.
The doors to our floor finally opened and Ashton carried me to their room. Calum, Michael, and Luke were already there looking for something on the television. They looked at Ashton and he just shook his head and carried me to a bed and laid me down on it. I finally fell asleep after listening to the boys decide what to do for dinner.
~3 hours later . . . 8 pm
I don’t know how long I slept for but I woke up to a sleeping Calum beside me on the bed. “Feeling better princess?” Ashton asked from the couch. I nodded my head and looked at my phone. Three texts and one new email. I didn’t bother to look at them because I just wanted to go back to my room, take a shower, and go back to bed. I managed to push myself to sit up straight. Still sleeping I found my shoes and slipped them on. I got my purse and started walking towards the door when Michael blocked me.
“Where are you going love? The party’s just started” he said holding up some beers in his hands. I pushed him out of the way and opened the door. “What’s up with her?” I heard him say before the door closed. I made it back to my room and threw everything on my bed and walked into the bathroom and turned the shower on to full blast. The hot water instantly made me feel better and somewhat awake. I got out of the bathroom and looked at my phone. Two of the texts were from Harry and one was from Ali. The email was a coupon from a local boutique back home. I went over to my bed, slipped in, and started to flip through the stations on the TV. But I soon fell asleep to the sound of some classical music on some movie.
