Alycia is making a name for herself in the music world after one of her songs goes into the top 5 on billboard. She's moved to LA to continue working on her music when Harry Styles stumbles upon her. They slowly start writing together and the chemis...
I made the final decision to make Graveyard my next single at my meeting, which I have to finish up and tweak tomorrow in the studio before sending it in.
We also looked at some cover art but I haven't decided on it quite yet. Candice, my manager, insisted we do a photo shoot for it so that's planned for next week. I don't do many photoshoots but obviously more of that is to come with the album and more singles. I'm just not super comfortable with it.
Now, i'm headed to Harry's house. He texted me but I completely forgot to respond. Luckily he had sent me something to show the guy at the guard shack of his neighborhood so I could get in.
I'm wearing my outfit from the meeting but obviously I brought a bag again and I packed a swimsuit, one of my new ones that's actually really hot so that should be interesting.
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I pulled up to the guard shack and showed the guy some picture Harry had sent me. It literally was like a picture of like a bunch of numbers and a signature. I don't even know but the guy let me in and I drove down the street until I saw Harry's house and I pulled in.
I fed Jasper before leaving my apartment so he's staying there tonight because i'll be back early.
I got out and went to knock on the door but it opened before I could. I was met with a very good looking Harry and his eyebrows raised at me.
"Fuck little one...you look extra good." He said as he scanned me over and I smiled. "Thank you." I said and walked inside.
"You know..." He said and wrapped his arms around my waist from behind and turned me around in his arms. "I don't appreciate you not responding to my messages. However, you look really fucking good so i'll overlook it." He smirked and kissed me, which I gladly allowed when I put my hands on the sides of his face.
"Hi baby." He greeted with a whisper when he pulled away. "Hi." I said with a smile.
The way he calls me baby always makes me feel some fucking way. I'm so screwed and I literally tell myself that everyday. I know better than to do what i'm doing but I just keep doing it.
He hummed and connected his lips to mine again.
I let my bag lightly fall from my arm to the ground and wrapped my arms around his neck. His mouth was warm against mine and he lightly bit my bottom lip before pulling away and placing one last kiss to my lips.
"Did you bring a swimming costume?" He asked and I chuckled with a nod. "Swimming costume. Never heard that one." I said and he raised his eyebrows. "Really? You've never been friends with a brit?" He asked and I shook my head. "Sierra dummy. Never heard a swimsuit called that though. I'm really hoping the brits i meet only get better from here though," I teased and he squeezed my ass causing me to squeal and him to smirk.
