one minute || h.s

thirty-twø

So, okay. Laptop is basically done for. That's fantastic. Screen keeps spazzing out and the other day I almost lost everything. My Macbook is from 2014 though, which sucks, like...it's practically brand new. But I really want the new gold Air oh my god it's so pretty.

Anyway. Sorry this update took so long! I've been dealing with that shit. Enjoy and I love you :)

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Harry. 

Getting to the airport and onto the jet was simple, our all too early two am take off helped with the media problem. Penny was weary, but after settling in, she slept for most of the flight. Hallie and I finally joined the mile high club. That was quite lovely. As much as I normally hated the long flights, it was certainly nice being with her for the entirety of the time. She had me read the screenplay from start to finish and I couldn't stop singing it's praises. I knew she was a creative one, as well as an incredible actress, but I had no idea she was capable of something so intricately written and beautiful. I was really excited for her and I could see it in her eyes, the pride and pleasure of it all. I'm so, so proud of you. That had made her smile. When the wheels finally hit the runway at quarter to twelve, the sky was foggy and dark and Hallie's eyes were drooping quickly. "Stay awake for just a little bit longer, my love." She nodded and yawned, which in turn, made me yawn. Upon landing, Paddy texted saying that he was out front with the car along with close to a hundred paps. I found myself growing nervous as the minutes passed and the death grip she had on my hand told me she was probably even more so. Thankfully, the luggage claim area wasn't very crowded, but I could already see the flashes outside of the glass doors. 

"Harry...?"

"I know. Just stay close and don't let go of my hand."

"Penny is going to get scared..." I took the leash from her and wrapped it around my hand while handing my suitcase to Steve.

"Don't say anything, don't let go of me and cover your face." She did as she was told and the automatic doors slid open, the shouts and clicks and roar of the media was already too much. I felt her practically hugging my side as we pushed through the crowd and Penny cowered between my legs. Steve jumped ahead of us and opened the van doors while pushing us inside. Hands of fans and photographers hit the windows and Hallie sat silently next to me, her eyes no longer anywhere close to shut. They were wide and shocked and I could only pull her closer. "Are you alright?" She just nodded, her arm wrapped around Penny's neck, probably comforting for both of them. I waited until we were on the main road before I said anything else. "Hal?"

"Sorry—I'm sorry, I just—that was...that was a lot? So yeah, I'm just a little bit, like, overwhelmed—"

"Can't have you apologizin' if you haven't gone and done anything wrong, now can we?" I was only able to get a very minuscule smile out of her.

"Is this—are we making the right choice? I mean...we're practically putting the targets on our heads ourselves..."

"Hey, m'not the one who went and twitted that tweet." Finally, a laugh.

"Twitted?"

"Yes, Hallie. Twitted."

"Idiot." She shook her head laughing and I popped my gum and nuzzled my face into her neck. 

"Be nice."

"It was stupid of me to do that. I was trying to prove a point and make you feel like shit and now this is all happening really fast and—"