Verbatim [h.s]

Twenty-Four *

Friday is here.

And I am hungover.

I royally fucked up. I knew I didn't want to get drunk and look at me now, I'm struggling. I've been dragging myself around work all day like a zombie. Who's idea was this? Oh yeah, mine.

Oops.

Audrey had texted me during her lunch at work saying she felt just as bad as me which made me laugh and feel better, knowing she was struggling as much as me. I wasn't seeing her tonight as some of her other friends are going out clubbing and she hasn't seen them in a while. She invited me too but I knew I wouldn't like it, being out with a bunch of people I don't know and don't feel safe with.

Also, Harry invited me to Verbatim and it's the semi-finals for the rap competition. I haven't been back to Verbatim since before I gave them my recommendations to improve the place. I mean I tried to but that's when Harry had me banned from entering. I presume that's gone out the window, I obviously have been back during the day but none of the new fancy décor is there. Well, that's if they even listened to my suggestions.

Who knows.

Harry couldn't pick me up from work today which I told him is totally fine, he said he had a lead of the note and when I asked for more information he just said he'd tell me later. But something in his tone told me he wouldn't.

Two of his men who I have never met before had been waiting outside, I was nervous when I first saw them and they said they were there for me. I rang harry and he told me that they were to be trusted and so I went in the car with them. It wasn't a fun journey like when with Niall and Zayn. They didn't talk to me and I didn't talk to them.

It was awkward when they dropped me off, I just murmured a well thanks and slammed the door a little too harshly and immediately felt bad. But rather than ponder about it, I ran inside my building and to the elevator. I couldn't wait to get back to my apartment.

And as soon as I did, I ran myself a steaming hot bubble bath, stripped myself off all my clothes and climbed in.

Fuck. I needed this.

Lying my head back on the edge of the tub, I closed my eyes and succumbed to the peace and quiet.

The past few days, actually the past few weeks have been chaotic to say the least. This right here, right now, is much needed. Also I'm trying to put the fact that Harry will be meeting my mother tomorrow out of my mind although it seems easier said than done. Especially when she texted me not 10 minutes ago saying

So excited for tomorrow. I've got snacks and baby photos at the ready :)

I. Can't. Wait.

I'm pulled from my thoughts when my text message sound goes off on my phone, reaching down I find my phone on the floor lying on my towel and quickly dry my hands. I see Harry has texted me and the smile now spread across my face is truly uncontrollable.

This boy.

Unlocking my phone, I open up our chat.

What are you wearing tonight?

God, of course, he's asking me this.

Something nice.

Sexy?

You'd like that, wouldn't you. Rolling my eyes I laugh.

Of course I would.

But also no because other guys will be drooling over you and what have I told you about those damn wolves?