behind cameras | harry lewis.

9 ~ all good things

c h a p t e r n i n e

'"Oh don't be so dramatic."'

"Girls. Seriously I am fine. I'm just tried." Clementine Flynn tired to negotiate with the two nicely dressed girls in her room as they walked around her room. She wrapped her covers over her body even more, seeping more and more into a daydream. Hoping to fall out of reality.

It has been three day's since Remi left to go back to France, and an endless day of Cameras Flashing and meetings. Ever since Remi left she felt like she had to keep her self to herself. The one thing she was scared of coming to England was intruding in peoples friend groups and lives. The boys and Talia have been so welcoming and Freya says they absolutely okay with her coming to hang out and on nights out. But she can't help but help her small mind wander. All she wants is for people to accept her so she doesn't want to force herself in to anyone's company.

The pervious day, she and Freya sat in her house, eating pizza, re-watching movies over and over again like what they did when they were teenagers. After the second re-watch of the random rom-com they choose on, Clemmie bursted out everything she kept in from her. From the contract to feeling like she was intruding. Freya comforted the smaller girl by listening to her pour her heart out on the sofa. Freya was shocked by what she heard coming out of her friend's mouth, she was devastated that Clemmie would have to be in a fake relationship.

After minutes, what felt like hours, of crying they both made many jokes of the situation. Many stating when the year is up the only thing Freya would be doing is finding Clementine a boyfriend. One that doesn't have mangers that want publicity stunts.

In the very second, Clemmie was watching her friends going through her wardrobe, making a mess on her floor, which made her eyes tired. "You better be tidying all that up." That comment earning an eye roll from both of the girls.

Freya had a concern for her childhood friend, which Clemmie denied with a look of the eye but it was in the back of Freya's mind. Watching her friend cuddle her bedsheets at 6 on a Friday night was almost breaking her heart. She had the feeling that Clemmie didn't want to get out of bed because of what she found out of her last night, so she and Talia were going through her wardrobe finding an outfit for the night.

"Clem get up, you are coming out tonight with us and the boys." Talia said clearing up the floor after throwing a dress on top of the white bed covers.

"But I am tired." She lied, "Please let me sleep, I need the beauty rest." Its not that she doesn't want to go out with everyone. It is more or so the fact she is scared of not lying low of what she was told to do from her manager.

"Oh don't be so dramatic. You are coming out if you like it or not." Freya demanded.

"Who knew little Frey could be so demanding." Talia spoke.

"Come on Clem, we are going for dinner then going to a new club place thingy." Freya rested against the wall by the dressing table.

"Club place thingy sounds amusing." Clementine buried her head in her pillows, trying to make a decision. The moment they came bursting in her room she already knew she wasn't going to go with what ever they told her. The more she thought about it though, the more she got excited.

Pondering for a few seconds, looking between Freya and Talia, she rested her eyes on the dress on her lap. "Fine."

Talia slightly jumped from her place, almost confused. "Fine?"

"Yes. Yes. But you have to do my makeup." She spoke eyeing up Freya.

"Anything to get you out." She giggled leaving the room to let Clemmie get changed.

Sighing, Clementine took the tight ruffled, sage green dress in her hands, walking towards her bathroom.

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Watching the rain drops, slowly gaining speed as they slide down the window of a Random uber they are taking to the restaurant, Clemmie scrolls through Instagram liking random posts - trying to by time. She was taken back from the screen of her phone, by the sound of the door to her side opening, "Come on Clementine." Freya loudly talked over the sound of cars quickly driving by. 

"I'm coming, I'm coming." 

She placed her phone in her brown shoulder bag, walking out the car, closing the door behind her. She linked arms with the other two girls, in the middle. Moving into a slow jog towards the group of boys laughing, talking - trying to not get wet from the rain. She realised that the boys  switched out their sidemen hoodies and joggers for shirts and trousers but she spied the casual hoodie under their armpit. 

"Ah it's the girl's." 

"Finally, we thought you weren't going to show up." Simon said lightly dragging his girlfriend into his warm embrace. 

"We had to drag this one out of bed." Freya ruffled Clemmie's hair as they moved under the shelter of the restaurant in London. "Are we going in or?"

Ethan spoke up whilst breathing into his hands trying to stay warm, "We are still waiting for Boggo and Freezy."

Clementine leaned into freya, speaking in a hushed tone, "Who is Boggo and Freezy?"

"It's Cal a-"

Freya was cut short by the sound of a loud males voice she didn't quite recognise as of yet, "Hey, we here." Freya informed her who the new male she was meeting was and how they know of each other. 

"Who is the new lass?"

"Clementine." She spoke as her gaze landed on Harry who was the one who decided to stay with the casual hoodie look. As she looking at Harry she saw his eyes carefully trail her body, whilst she stood awkwardly with the group. She didn't know why she was feeling a type of way when she glanced at Harry but the more she looked at him the more of a smile took up her face.

"The new neighbour, I've heard about you." Cal responded back to the girl.

"Good things I hope." She slightly giggled hoping to cover up her nervousness. 

"All good, all good. I- in particular one couldn't shut up about you though. Isn't that right Bog?" Cal spoke, his words slightly slurred obviously due to the consumption of alcohol he must of already taken before coming.

Harry quickly shuffled over with a hand under his hoodie scratching, "Okay, calm down Cal, someone's already a bit peppered."

"Hey, hey hey Boggo." Frezzy was alarmed by the accusation coming out of his mates mouth. 

Quickly realising that everyone was slowly making their way inside, Clemmie fell side by side with Harry at the back. For a few moments, they made eye contact holding it for a while. Clementine quickly searched her mind for something to talk about, as her stomach made an uneasy feeling which she would soon find out it only happened when she was around Harry. 

Harry perked up, holding the restaurant door open, "Don't listen to a thing Frezzy said."

"Ah, so it was bad things being spoken about me then." Her comment getting an infectious smirk out of the boy as their conversation started to flow easily - making their way to their table.