Harry Styles
I've not seen a massive amount of Estelle this morning, but it seems her spirits are significantly higher than last night.
After her admission of appreciation for me, I think she fell asleep duly, as I didn't hear another peep out of her until the alarm went off in the morning.
As for me, I must admit, I lay in bed for probably a good hour.
I was overthinking, re-playing scenarios, imagining things; all because of one word - 'appreciate'
'I appreciate you, Harry'
Four words that still echo around my mind as I try on this second suit.
When I say I haven't seen much of Estelle this morning, that's because about half an hour after we got up, there was a knock on our hotel door and an army of people marched in, all adorning far too cheesy smiles for not even 9am in the morning.
They were all stylists, make-up artists, publicists, and seamstresses provided by Gucci.
They duly split Estelle and me up; sending her into an adjacent hotel room to get ready for the Gala, whilst I remain in here.
The first suit I tried on was a brown-ish, plain one.
It looked alright but it seemed a little too cliché for a man to wearing to a gala.
The numerous stylists looked delighted at the sight of me in it, but I wasn't feeling it.
"It's nothing to do with the flared trousers" I told them, "Just the plain...it just doesn't feel like something I want to wear for this Gala"
It may be surprising for some to know, but when it comes to clothes, I totally have my own tastes.
Especially if we're talking events or talk shows, I refuse to wear anything that I don't feel like me in.
Sadly, the first suit didn't feel right.
Nonetheless, as I walk out into the foyer to show everyone this second suit, I feel a lot more comfortable and confident in how I look.
I watch their faces light up as I walk in.
Although this suit is also plain, the material is silky and white.
It's very flared on the wrists and trousers, but it fits well and is comfortable to wear.
"Oh yes, this looks so much better" Finlay, the head stylist, states.
"Yeah...I feel so much better in this suit" I state truthfully, looking in a full-length mirror that the Gucci people bought with them.
Finlay and a plethora of other people, usher to my side, looking in the mirror at my reflection.
"I don't think we need to do any alterations either" A lady beside me states, as she gives the suit a little tug on my arms and torso, to check it fits.
"It would also match Estelle's dress too" I hear a lady announce. "I hear she's chosen the waterfall design"
There are numerous echoes of delight at the announcement.
For some reason, hearing this makes my stomach swirl in excitement.
I can't wait to see her...I mean, see what she wears...
"Now for the after party, we've got two more outfits for you to try, Harry" Finlay states, walking over to a couple more suit bags.
He walks over to the mirror in front of me and hangs them on the top.
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Hoax
RomanceEstelle Adler is a highly renowned actress and Hollywood starlet with a 'golden girl' reputation to maintain. Harry Styles, a popular musician, basking in the glory of his successful debut album, hardly cares for his reputation. But, when the two...