Trust Me (A Harry Styles Fan-Fic)

Chapter 45

Bethany's POV

I rushed around my closet, throwing things towards my suitcase that I wanted to bring with me. Leighton sat next to my suitcase, folding clothes and going on about how well her and Colton were actually doing. He had moved in with her, completely ridding of the ownership of his house out here in LA. He was getting serious, and the fact that I wanted to continue to pay all of my attention to her wasn't helping me one bit. My flight left in three hours, and I had literally nothing packed.

Being stuck at the office all day yesterday was not helping me in the least. I had to make sure everything was prepared so after Harry left my office on Monday, I was in the office with Vanessa till 11 pm, and then back in the office yesterday from 8 am till 10 pm. Now here I was, one hour till I needed to be at the airport, and I was talking to Leighton about her relationship when I had a lot on the line.

"Leighton, I'd love to focus on this more than you'd know, but I need help. I have to leave this place in half and hour!" I say frantically and watch as she gives me a big smile.

"I completely understand. Now you pick out outfits and I'll pick out lingerie, shoes and purses to match the outfits. Ready... Go!"

She explains her plan so quickly, I'm already behind her as she picks out bras and panty sets to wear. I don't even see what she's packing, but I'm hoping I'm able to wear them a lot. As she finishes with that, I finish with my outfits, laying them across the countertop in the middle of the closet. She continues to find pajama sets, and then moves onto shoes and accessories for the outfits while I move on to basic necessities to bring on a trip like athletic clothes, leggings, tshirts, sweatshirts, socks... the list is endless.

By the time we were done, I was sweating and we had two suitcases packed along with my carry on, full of work related items. I had my macbook, phone charger, phone, paper files, and pretty much anything to keep me occupied on the flight, though I was positive I would be knocked out the entire trip.

I made sure that the bed on the private jet was made and set for Vanessa and Jack so that they could get some quality sleep without being interrupted. Vanessa was always paid extra compared to my other employees, due to the fact that she was a hard worker, and I thought of her as my life saver.

We had to leave in three minutes, and I was sprinting into the shower and washing the sweat off my body as best I could before hopping out and throwing on my outfit- which consisted of sweatpants, a hoodie and a pair of ugg boots.

"Come on we gotta go!" Leighton exclaims as she's rushing out my front door with my two suitcases in each of her hands, pulling them along as she runs down the short elevator.

I run after her, barely making it in the elevator as the doors shut quickly. I stare at the marble floor, panting for my dear life. If this doesn't show how out of shape I am, I don't know what will.

Before I know it, Leighton is speeding at least 15 over the limit and weaving in and out of what little traffic is actually on the highway at this hour. It was 4:55 when she finally parked the car and we were sprinting through the airport like mad women. Leighton was knocking into everyone with my suitcases, and I was of course apologizing as best I could to them.

When we got to the private jet seating area, I realized I was at least 10 minutes late, and everyone was waiting for me. The flight was able to take off a lot earlier since we were all here and the maintenance checks had gone through rather quickly. We were ready to board, and Leighton was ready to go home and sleep.

"Leighton, it's good to see you again." I hear Harry's raspy voice as he plants a polite kiss on Leighton's cheek. She smacks his chest at the formality before rolling her eyes playfully.