The night we met.

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Heyy heyy, i just want to say everytime it says "harvey" or "giulietta" or any other character on top of something it means it is their pov!

Harvey

"Harvey hurry up we don't have all day." I hear my stylist say. I was supposed to look at what i was going to wear tomorrow but i really don't care.
For all i know i could wear a penguin suit and every single person in the crowd would still love it.

I don't want to have my concert tomorrow to be honest. I have been having concerts for 3 weeks straight. It's simple, the first day we arive where we have to be and pick the outfits for the concert. the second day we have the concert and the third morning we go to a different place and it starts all over again. I'm kinda tired of it by now. This is my first real tour and i didn't expect it to be so exhausting. When you look at the bigger stars like ariana grande, they don't look tired nor stressed. I don't know how they do it tho.

"Harvey!" I hear my stylist say as she is now getting mad at me. She looks at me as she is holding a few pieces of clothing in her hand.

I stay sat in my chair as i look at her getting only more mad at me because i don't do what i need to do.

"You pick something." I say as i grab my phone to get back to just scrolling on instagram. I look up from my phone seeing she is still waiting for me to come and pick something. "I said you pick something, i don't care what i have to wear."

"Urgh harvey, i am so done with you." She says as she throws a few of the clothes on the chair and keeps a few pieces in her hand.

"You picked this job sweetheart." I say as i facetime my friend that lives in this town.

"Ehj yo harvey." He says as he picks up. "Haven't heard from you in ages."

"Yeah kinda busy man." I say as i look up to my stylist who is still figuring out what i have to wear. "Anyways, i'm in seattle right now."

"Really? We should meet up." He says as i hear my stylist getting even more frustated with me.

"We could go grab some coffee around 4." I say as i stand up to go to the bathroom.

"4 is fine, i'll see you then." He says as he hangs up.

I walk out of the bathroom to still see my stylist strugling with what i have to wear. I should be helping her but i don't feel like it. I stand a few meters away from her and i watch her getting mad at the clothes. I grin at the sight and get back into my chair.
I sit in my chair until my stylist shows me what she picked out. It was a basic black jeans with a white shirt and a jean jacket.

"Perfect." I say as i stand up. "Can you tell my manager i'm just going to meet with a friend and that i'll be back around 6?" I ask my hairdresser as she nods.

I walk out the dressing room and towards the coffeeshop we always used to go to when i still lived here. I do miss this place, it was peacefull. No girls running after you because they'll think you'll fall in love with them. Don't get me wrong i love my fans but i just need a break. Everywhere i go they come running after me as if they are dogs and i have a treat. Every celebrity that says they never get tired of their fans is most likely lying, they love them but they just want to go places without being ran after.

Don't get me wrong there are also a lot of fans in seattle that run after me, but in the neighborhood i used to live in there aren't a lot.

I walk into the coffee shop and i spot my friend already sitting at one of the tables. I walk up to the table and i give him a quick hug.

"Well well well, if this isn't the one and only harvey." He says jokingly. "I missed you bro."

"I'm sorry i didn't text or called, it's a very busy bussiness." I say as i look at my watch. I didn't think walking from the venue to here was that long of a walk but it took me atleast 20 minutes.

Me and my friend just talk for around an hour until a waitress comes up to me.

"Excuse me the owner would like to speak to you would you be okay with that?" She says as i look at my friend to see what i should do. He nods to me and i tell her that's okay. She walks me towards the back and tells me he should be in there.

I walk to the back and i look around looking for the owner. I have no idea what the owner looks like so i don't know what i should be looking for. I walk around the wall until i see a girl packing her bag. She had long brown hair and was wearing her work uniform.

"Excuse me, do you know where the owner is?" I say as she gasps and turn around. I probably scared her because she didn't know i was in here.

"You're not suppossed to be back here." She says. She looks up at me and i can see she had beautifull green eyes. I look at her who waits for me to say something.

"You don't know who i am?" I ask her. I mean she is woman i think around 20 years old. Almost every 20 year old girl knows me or knows someone who knows me.

She looks at me with furrowed eyebrows and looks like she is thinking.

"am i supposed to know you?" She says and she looks at me with a questioning look on her face.

"no no you're not." I say as i give her a smile. "Hi, i'm harvey." I say as i reach her my hand and she shakes it.

"Hi harvey." She says as she looks up me and smiles. "I'm giulietta."

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