The Way We Used To Be - ON HOLD-

The sound of a loud and obnoxious alarm tone rang through my room, causing my eyes to flutter open hesitantly as I reached to press the button to silence the monstrosity. Why I’d chose “Make my dreams come true” by Hall & Oats as my alarm tone was beyond me.
I crawled out of bed, my mouth was dry and I could taste the morning breath one my tongue. I slipped into the bathroom and showered quickly, I even washed my hair. I might as well let Harry see what he was missing out on. I wrapped my body in my white robe and walked into the hallway, almost running into Aiden when I did.
“Hey…” I said sheepishly. He didn’t respond, he just shook his head and kept on walking.
“Shit.” I cursed under my breath as I walked into my bedroom. I noticed I had a few notifications on my phone, of course they were from Harry.
“Meet me at my mums in an hour?”
That was almost thirty minutes ago, I groaned.
“I’ll be late.” I typed quickly and pressed send, he could wait.

I quickly did my makeup; concealer, mascara, brows, and some gloss. I dried my hair and smoothed some oil on the ends, I looked simple. So much for showing him what he was missing out on. My shoulders shrugged and I was walking into my closet, it was a little chilly out so a pair of jeans, a sweater, and a pair of boots would work just fine. I pulled the outfit on and then brushed through my hair once more before grabbing my cell.
“I’m on my way.” I said without reading the other texts he’d sent.
Once I was downstairs I rounded the corner to the kitchen where Aiden and Oli were both sitting silently at the counter, eating bowls of cereal. My mother and Dean were seated at the kitchen table with a brochure spread out in front of them, they’d been discussing a cruise for a while and it looked like they may actually be doing it.
“Jamaica?” I asked as I looked over her shoulder.
She turned and gave me a wide grin, they were obviously oblivious to the tension at the counter.
“Yes! What do you think?” She said as she spread out the paper for me to see.
“I would rather just fly to Ibiza… but your mother wants to ride a boat.” He said with his sarcastic tone, a tone he used often, but he had a smile on his face.
I laughed. “She does love a good boat.” I said jokingly.
“Hush, there are more stops on this. It’ll be an adventure.”
Her eyes were back on Dean’s and I was able to slip away, looking at Oli before shutting the door.
If looks could kill.
The walk to Harry’s wasn’t too far, just a few blocks away and I’d walked the route countless times before. I stopped at the end of his street and took a deep breath, it had been quite a while since I’d been here. I hadn’t seen Anne in almost as long as I hadn’t seen Harry. I tugged at the bottom of my sweater and began walking. I had to get it over with, I couldn’t just stand there all day.
Once I’d reached the door, I rang the bell and knocked twice, feeling a mess of anxiety in my stomach. Anne opened the door with a wide smile on her face.

“Maggie! Come here!” She said as she pushed the door wide open and pulled me in for a bone crushing hug.
“I have miss you so love” She said as she looked at me. “You’ve grown into such a beautiful young woman, goodness.”

She was doting now and I could feel the red rising in my cheeks.
“Harry! Maggie is here.” She said before I could even get out a thank you. Harry came bustling down the stairs and gave me a cheeky grin.
“Maggs, you ready?” He said as he grabbed a beanie from the coat rack and slid it on his head.
He gave his mum a nice sloppy kiss on her cheek and then grabbed my hand.
“We’ll be home in a bit, love you mum.” He yelled as he dragged me out of the house.
I forgot just how chaotic it was at his house. He and his entire family were full of energy. He pulled out a set of keys and unlocked a big black range rover, I scoffed as I watched him open my door.
“Are they already watching?” I asked as I climbed in.
He rolled his eyes and walked over to his side, climbing in and giving me a grin.
“Not yet love.” Once he’d started the car and gotten out of the neighborhood he reached over me and opened the glove compartment.
“Take that out.” He said as he pointed to a folder.
“What is this?” I asked as I leaned forward and pulled it out. “Itinerary” was printed in all caps on the front.
“It’s our day. Read it.” He said as he kept his eyes on the road, I arched a brow and opened the folder.

10:15 Stop by bakery to pick up items for lunch
11:45 Have picnic at countryside lake.
12:30 Take a casual stroll through the park
1:30 Pose for photos with fans
2:00 head into town for coffee or gelato

The list went on, but I looked over at him.
“You’re serious?” I asked, giving him a look of disgust. “Management made it, they said the paps know where to be at what times.” He said nonchalantly.
“Wow, you’re such a sell out.” I said as I put the folder back into the compartment and crossed my arms.
I didn’t speak to him for the rest of the drive, he told me to stay in the car while he went into the bakery to get stuff for our picnic.
I saw them finally, the paparazzi, they were waiting outside of the bakery for him to come out, snapping pics of his car. I was thankful his windows were tinted so dark. When he came out he waved to them and gave them smiles, but he didn’t stop and say anything. He put the bags in the back seat and I was not sure how he was functioning with all the flashing lights in his face.
“That wasn’t so bad, was it?” He said as he crawled back into the driver’s seat.
“Sure.” I said as I looked out the window at the people flocking to get pictures of him pulling off.
This was insanity. We had driven for almost an hour when I let out a groan. He looked over at me and laughed.
“Why do we have to go so far away?” I sighed.
“This is a great spot, it makes it seem planned too by us at least.” He said with a shrug. I rolled my eyes so hard I thought they’d definitely fall out of my head.
“I can’t believe you’re plastic now. Like one-hundred percent Ken doll.” I said as I turned my body to face him.
“You sold your soul for the love of teenage girls around the globe. Is this really who you are Harry?” I spit, shaking my head.
“What do you think celebrities do Maggie? This is part of the job!” He was getting irritated, I could tell.
Good.
“Oh, you’re a celebrity that’s right. It’s all about money and fame and people thinking you’re a better person than you actually are. How silly of me.”
“Seriously? What is your problem?” He asked, looking at me with anger in his eyes.
“The Harry I knew wouldn’t be caught dead as someone’s doll. He’d make his own rules; he was good enough to make his own rules.” I taunted. I could see his fists tightening around the steering wheel, I wanted to make him mad. I wanted to make sure he didn’t enjoy this.
“Now you’re trying to buy the one girl you had a chance with, now you’re trying to make me act like you’re a decent person when you’re really just a piece of shit.” I said with a laugh, leaning back and shaking my head.
“Fuck you Maggie, I am not. I am doing the best that I can do and I can’t help it that this is part of the fucking job!” He yelled, turning his head to look at me.

I couldn’t get a word in, he had jerked the wheel in the heat of the moment ant the Range Rover lost control. The overpriced SUV hit a crater on the side of the road and before I knew it, we were rolling through the grass. I felt the breath get knocked out of me as the air bag popped out and pressed me into my seat with force.
We stopped rolling once the back passenger side of the car hit a tree, I felt myself jerk side to side and my head hit the door so hard I felt like I’d fallen twenty feet on to concrete. I blinked a few times, trying to comprehend what was going on, but I couldn’t keep my eyes open.
I couldn’t stay awake.

Notes

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