T H I R T E E N

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May

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May

A month later...

The fashion show was tomorrow and everything around Harry was absolute chaos. This is not the first fashion show he's hosted and yet, every year, he seems to forget just how mad everyone and everything is the day before. The good thing was that they didn't have to travel or relocate, the show was taking in place in the same building. The bad thing was that decorations still had to be put up, chairs had to be rearranged and the playlist that would play during the presentation was not ready.

All morning, Harry had been bossing everyone around. He's a nice, fun guy to be around, but when it came to his work, he was the most serious person in the room. Though he knew that mistakes and accidents were bound to happen, he still stresses himself too much.

"Mate, you need a break from all this. I think your wrinkles are starting to get wrinkles."

"I can't, Lou," Harry looked at his friend briefly before diverting his attention down to the clipboard in his hands, eyeing the papers held together. They were in the building's own showroom, where the fashion show would take place, watching the mayhem surrounding them. "James," he turned to look at him, "Please double check with the caterers and the RSVP list."

"You got it, boss."

"H," Louis put his arm on his shoulder to get his attention, "I don't mean now, but maybe after the show's over and you can catch your breath. You know I care about you, but you're being a proper bellend."

"Sorry," the curly haired man sighed. "The pressure is very much real, and it's stressful as fuck."

"Here," he took the clipboard from Harry's hands. "I'll take over for now. You've been in here since this morning and it's the late afternoon now. Go get something to eat or ask Cata to bring you something if she's free."

After agreeing, Harry stepped away and began walking towards the elevator, pushing the button of the floor where his office is located. Once there, he goes straight to his office where he grabbed his phone from the desk to text his fiancé.

Harry: What're you up to? X

She immediately responded.

Catalina: Arrived at the store just now, I was out for delivery.

Catalina: Why?

Harry: I miss you :(

Catalina: Give me 15 mins x

Harry: Love you xx

Catalina arrived at his building almost twenty minutes after Harry sent the last text. She parked her car in the garage before entering the building, she smiled at the receptionist, as she always does and headed towards the elevator. The elevator stopped three floors below Harry's and when the doors opened, the last person she wanted and expected to see was none other than Elena.

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