Look at Me - H.S.

~ Chapter 9 ~

"We're hooome!" Elodie sings as we walk through the front door. I haven't heard from Mark since before we left for the concert yesterday so had no idea whether he'd be here or not. His car was on the drive but that doesn't always mean he'll be here, usually he gets a taxi or a lift from a friend if he was going out drinking. It's only 2.30pm but it's Saturday so who knows. We don't get a response from Els little announcement so head straight for the kitchen to put our bags down.

I immediately notice how clean and tidy it is. I was fully prepared to come home to a mess, I mean, it was part of the deal wasn't it. I was allowed to go to the show as long as I cleaned up after him and his night with the boys once I got home.

I shrug to myself and grab the kettle, filling it up and flicking the switch as I place it back down on the worktop. I can't help but glance around again, something feels odd. There's not a single thing out of place and for some reason it puts me on edge. It's weird, I know but if you'd lived with Mark as long as I have, you'd understand how abnormal this is. While the kettle boils, I decide to grab my bag and take it up to my bedroom. As I open the door, I notice that the bed is made, again, very odd. Mark hasn't made the bed since, well, ever actually. I place my bag on the bed and exit the room. Maybe I'm just overthinking it, maybe he was in a good mood and wanted to do something nice. I should just stop questioning it and be grateful, right? I just can't help this odd feeling I have in my gut right now.

I head back down to the girls who have already become comfy on the sofa in the living room and picked a film to watch. We're all pretty knackered after our long day yesterday and all the excitement of the show so a cosy afternoon in front of the tv is just what we need.

I make my cuppa and join them, placing my cup on the coffee table and snuggling in between them both. Just as I get comfy myself, I hear my phone buzz from the kitchen. I sigh rather dramatically, raising and dropping my shoulders for added effect which makes the girls giggle. I place a hand on each of their thighs and squeeze them slightly, tickling them and making them squeal as I hoist myself up onto my feet.

It's a text from Harry and I immediately feel guilty for forgetting to message him today. We woke up a bit late this morning which meant it was hectic trying to get ready to go down for breakfast and packing all our stuff up in time to leave the room before the check out time.

Barry - Everything ok? - H x

Me - Yep! All good here, just got home. Sorry I forgot to text, been another hectic day. We're just about to slob out on the sofa and watch a film. Are you ok? x

Barry - Oh I see how it is, forgot about me already huh? Isn't that bloody lovely! What film you watching? - H x

Ugh, it's too tempting...should I do it? I really want to do it.

Me - we're just gonna search 'Romantic Comedies' on Netflix and see what we find. x

Barry - HA HA bloody HA! Seriously, what you watching? I'm bored, I can watch what you're watching at the same time. :-) x

Me - there's plenty more where that came from Mr! I'm a comedic genius, don't you know. I think the girls have chosen Legally Blonde :-)

How are you bored? Haven't you got international Rockstar shit you should be doing? x

Barry - That you are CJ, that you are.

Ahh a classic! I'm on it! On my way to Manchester for tomorrows show so will be in the car for a few hours. x

P.S - Shaun says Hi!

CJ? That's a new one. I ignore it and say Hi back to Shaun before telling the girls that Harry is watching the same movie as us. After the initial excitement of them realising that I have the Harry Styles' phone number, they insist on starting it from the beginning again so we can all watch at the exact same time. The texting between us carries on throughout the film and until Harry reaches his hotel. He tells me he'll speak to me later, obviously I just assume he's being polite or whatever and put my phone down, not actually expecting to hear from him anytime soon. He's a busy man after all.