The rose and the sunflower.
The girl with the golden eyes and the boy with a golden heart.
The girl that believed love was just a fairytale and the boy that believed fairytales are just stories waiting to come true.
'I used to think love was a point...
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"I'm done over here." I call out to Nia while I finish spraying the model's hair.
"Great, you two are ready to go!" Nia tells the two girls once we're both finished, her voice filled with enthusiasm.
Working with Nia as her assistant these last few weeks have been a dream. I've gotten to work with many people, including Rihanna, who was actually the first client Nia brought me too. That, by far, was the coolest thing I've ever done in my entire career. She was so nice and she said remembered me from the two times I met her before.
Today is something small, a wedding dress photo shoot for a magazine. Three models are here to model the dresses and we were hired to do hair and makeup. I never thought about my makeup skills being used in my career before but after today, I think I'm going to benefit from it a lot more.
I'll only be working this job part time since I'm going on tour with the boys in May. But for the few months that I have it, I definitely think I'll be gaining more experience than I did before in London. Nia works with a lot of celebrities and it's going to help me get more familiar with that side of styling, which is better since it's what I rather do.
On the drive from work, I take Harry's car to his house instead of mine so I can pick him up. I haven't seen him since we both ended up in London at the same time two weeks ago. With my job and him having to do promo and rehearsals for tour, we haven't seen each other as much as we'd like.
The television is on in his living room playing our favourite show, Friends, while we make out on the couch, not actually paying attention to the show.
"Harry," I laugh when he starts kissing my neck and moves his hand up from my waist, slightly tickling me when he brushes my ribs.
He smiles against my neck before he starts sucking on my sweet spot. I moan at the blissful feeling.
"I need to ask you something." Harry mumbles after a few seconds, trailing his lips all across my neck delicately.
"Okay," I run my fingers through his soft curls.
He brings his head up to look at me and I bite my lip to hide my smile at the sight of him. His hair is messy from me running my hands through it, his lips slightly swollen and his eyes shining like emeralds as the light from the sun shines through and casts upon them perfectly.
"You can say no, don't feel like you have to say yes. But I really hope you say yes because I don't think I can go that long without seeing my girl so-"
I feel butterflies at the words 'my girl'. I don't think he even realises what he does to me when he says shit like that.
"-will you come on tour with me?" his eyes are filled with plea and I can tell he wants so badly for me to say yes.
