The Stunt [h.s]

Chapter Eighteen

Elsie's POV

February 6th, 2021

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Hearing my alarm go off this morning was the last thing I wanted to hear.

"Nooo," dragging out his words, Harry pulls me back down to him before I get up and start getting ready for the day. "Don't get up yet. Just five more minutes." His final words get mumbled as he nuzzles his head into my neck. Not having the energy to deny him I wrap my arms around his waist and let myself relax for the next couple of minutes.

Last night after Harry fell asleep I just found myself sitting there and thinking—a lot of thinking.

If you would've told me at the beginning of this trip that I would somehow end up liking Harry by the end of it I would call you nuts. I would never imagine myself being in the same vicinity as Harry let alone be in the situation we're in right now, wrapped up in each other's arms. But this thought doesn't scare me as it did at first. Yeah, I'm still thinking about where we are going to go with this but I know that I just have to take it one step at a time.

The difference between anyone else that I might've liked in years past and Harry is that he knows about Halle. He knows about my past which led me up to where I am right now and that didn't scare him away. He's accepted it and makes sure to assure me when my anxiety is getting too much for me to handle at times.

But what's holding me back is our past. We may have only known each other for a little under a year but our start was rocky and we didn't start being nice to each other until recently. How can you just forget all that was said and act like it never happened? Breaking my thoughts I look over to the clock by the TV which reads 10:00 AM and I know that I have to get up.

"Harry I need to get up," a whine leaves his lips as he holds me closer to his chest bringing a laugh out of me. "You don't have to get up with me H. You can stay in bed and I'll come back once I finish filming if you want."

Is it ideal for me to go anywhere by myself right now? Definitely not. But since Jim left last night and I'm not going to force Harry to get out of bed to come with me, I might have to deal with it for a couple of hours.

"Are you crazy? I want to be there for your last scene. It's a big moment and I don't want to miss it." I bite down on my lip trying to hide my smile but miserably fail when Harry calls me out for it.

"But if you're tired Harry don't trouble yourself for me."

"You act like I'm going to be able to sleep with you gone. I'm coming with you." Nodding my head, I practically have to pry Harry's hands off my body so I can get ready.

Today there is extra for me to do as all the hair and makeup artists went home early yesterday after they finished their jobs for the day meaning I had to do it myself. Samantha last night sent me over exactly what she wanted and I thought it was easy enough. The makeup instructions were explained as a very natural look. This was to tie into my character's storyline as she hated wearing makeup so it was one step closer for her to start doing things for herself and not others. With my hair, it was simply just a half up half down moment with the bottoms curled to look like a natural wave.

Admiring myself in the mirror at the finished product, I'm glad about how it turned out. Granted it's a pretty simple look that a twelve-year-old can pull off but it makes me feel good. Stepping out of the bathroom I look over to Harry, who is now dressed, on the bed scrolling through his phone. He looks over to me and a big smirk affects his features as he gets up from his spot and walks over to me.

"You look amazing El." He grabs my hands pulling them up to his mouth to place kisses on both of them before letting go and letting me finish what I have to do before leaving. We end up leaving the hotel itself at 10:45 and take the drive listening to whatever song Harry put on the aux cord that had us both singing along. The car ride was peaceful as we kept our inside hands conjoined, resting on my thigh and the only words being shared were the mumbles of us singing the songs