Morose (Harry Styles FanFiction)

Chapter 3

I wake up to the sun beaming in my blue green eyes through the small slit in the black out curtains. I really don't understand why I always forget to close that small gap in the curtains, this happens every morning.

I peek over to check my alarm clock that hasn't gone off yet. 6:03 SHIT !

"Fuck fuck fuck...fuck!" I throw my blankets off knowing I have to leave in 17 minutes to successfully stop and get coffee and get to the office on time, during rush hour it takes double the time to get there that it would normally.

Running to my bathroom I check my reflection trying to figure out what I can cut out of my routine to save time. I need a shower.

I tie up my long blonde hair and rip off my sports bra and panties that I sleep in and turn my shower on getting in despite it still being cold I quickly lather my body in my vanilla scented body wash quickly scrubbing and shaving my armpits. I rinse off the soap and shut the water off and rip the curtain open to grab a towel and dry myself off. Already knowing what I'm gonna wear, Robin is chill on office days she's usually in jeans and a t shirt or sweater. I scroll through my clothes that are hanging on their hangers setting my eyes on a pair of black jeans and pulling them out of the clasps.

I hop into my bedroom with one foot in one hole and the other trying to find the other hole knowing this was probably extremely hazardous considering how clumsy I am. I finally get them up over my ass and button them skipping the belt, "FUCK I forgot panties" I take them back off again and grab a random purple thong out of my drawer and pull them on, pulling the jeans back on. In the same drawer I snag a black Nike sports bra and close the drawer and pull open a different drawer. I rummage through it and spot my dark green t shirt and immediately yank it over my head and push my arms through the holes.

Heading back into my bathroom I look at my hair and pull it out of the bun I had it in for my shower thanking the heavens it looked decent enough that it just needs a quick brush through the ends. I nod at myself being fine with my appearance and brush my teeth grab my phone and purse and head out the door remembering to lock the dead bolt on my way out.

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"This is 102.7 KIIS FM and we've just confirmed that we'll have One Direction here on Thursday to talk about their tour that will be kicking off next month! Be sure to tune in at 7am to hear all the details! And now here's Perfect by One Direction!"

"God what is up with One Direction lately, it's all I've been hearing about!" I shout at no one, pulling in front of the office at 7:57. "Good thing traffic wasn't terrible and the line at Coffee Bean wasn't too long" I murmur as I shut my car off and step out.

Walking into Robins office she acknowledges me by nodding while talking to someone on the phone about a wrong size she received in the mail from Paris.

I head into the work room and glance over all of the mood boards for each client, a different one for each event. A few of our artists are going to several different award shows so each one has its own board.

"Hey Lillian! Come back into my office" I hear Robin shout as she sets her phone back down on her desk.

"Hey here's your coffee and scone, they were out of blueberry so I got the raspberry lemon, I know it's your second favorite but my power flicked off and on in the middle of the night so my alarm clock-"

"Lillian it's fine thank you, we have a lot to talk about so sit down and get comfortable" she cuts me off and takes her drink and pastry bag out of my hands.

"So who are we getting started on first? Maroon 5 or Bruno Mars or-"

"Lillian calm down for a minute and I'll tell you" she chuckles cutting me off again. I guess I'm feeling a little sporadic since I'm usually not running this far behind. I'm almost always here before Robin.