April Showers [h. s.]

8

Zayn showed me my apartment for the next almost two weeks that I'll be staying in. It's on the top floor of a very fancy apartment block, all six of us are on the same floor. I'm in between Louis and Niall, this is becoming a trend in my life today, and the apartment right across from mine is Harry's.

Typical.

Maybe he's not as bad as I'm making him out to be, he might just be closed off to new people in the beginning.

Maybe he's just shy.

That's kinda hot though.

My apartment is beautiful, it's so different from my room at home, which is full of organised clutter, this place is so sleek and clean. I'm almost afraid to touch anything incase I ruin it.

There is a small kitchen with a breakfast bar and an open plan living room coming off it. The bedroom is huge, the king sized bed in the middle of the room almost looks small. The ensuite is covered in marble with a huge bath and a shower.

I don't know how I'll leave it, it's so perfect.

It even has a big balcony for Bibble too. She is going to love this princess treatment.

Sean dropped Bibble off just after I arrived.

Sean said they spent the evening in Hyde Park, and told me she chased crows the entire time.

No wonder she's so exhausted, she came back and collapsed on the couch underneath her blanket and only came out when I gave her, her dinner.

I sat on the couch with her for an hour, I started writing some more. In my meeting with Richard earlier he told me how I'll work with my music after I asked him, it has been bugging me lately considering nobody will know anything about me or any of my songs.

He told me that he will properly release my EP I made for uni this week after I rerecord some of it. That's something I'm really excited for.

He also said I can perform any song I want that I've written or a cover of someone else's song, so I thankfully have a lot of freedom with it.

The noise coming from my stomach woke Bibble, who was now laying against my leg.

I completely forgot to eat with everything going on today.

The thought of a big bowl of tomato pasta is making me salivate so I decided to go to the big Tesco supermarket across the road from the apartment complex, to get what I needed. I am so fortunate to have all the cooking utensils and pots and pans in this place.

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I walked back into the elevator twenty minutes later with my big bag of groceries, I got carried away in the snacks aisle. Thankfully I remembered to buy pasta, you know, the reason I even went.

I bought myself a cake.

I deserve it.

I told myself I had to celebrate my signing with PSEUDO but really I just wanted it and wanted an excuse to buy myself a whole cake.

I clicked the button for the top floor and the doors closed.

The ding sounded once I reached my floor and I stepped out.

Room key.

Shit- Where is it?

I fumbled in my bag for the small key, not watching my footing.

'Boo.'

I stop abruptly looking up out of my bag to see Harry stood right in front of me.

'Uh- .' I reply, awkwardly not knowing what to say.

'Where are you coming from this late?' He almost cuts me off, looking at his watch.

'Um?' I stare at him not sure what to say 'I just went to Tesco to get my dinner.' I say looking up into his harsh green eyes.

Harry looks down from my eyes to the shopping bag in my hand and lets out a weak laugh.

'Are you having a party in there sweetheart?' He mocks.

Must have seen my cake. That is so embarassing.

What do I even say?

Oh yeah having a huge party in the apartment you all gave me for two weeks, or no this whole cake is for me??

'No.'

He is staring at me so hard, it feels like he is looking right through me, like he can see exactly what I'm thinking.

He's so intimidating.

'Aw that's a shame.' he says with a sarcastic tone.

I smile and attempt to step around him until he wraps his hand over my shoulder to stop me in my tracks.

'What's the hurry?' he questions.

'Sorry.' I murmur.

I don't know what has possessed me but I feel unable to speak out loud to him.

'Don't you have your photoshoot tomorrow?' he asks me.

'Yeah, Why?' I answer.

'Normally nobody eats before one of those.' he says, looking me up and down, 'especially a cake'

Oh.

Okay.

'Bloat isn't a good look an an album cover.' he adds.

What the fuck. Why is he still talking.

I just stare at the small space in between us, feeling my eyes gloss over.

He squeezes my shoulder, gesturing for me to look at him. I follow this instruction to look at him and his intimidating eyes.

'And don't go out there by yourself this late next time.' he says.

I nod, hoping this is the end of this conversation.

'Scary people around here, what's your name?' he says bending down slightly into my face.

'Amelie.' I say, almost whisper, leaning away from him.

'Amelie.' he repeats, squinting his eyes.

We stay standing there for what felt like hours but probably only seconds, just staring at each other, Until he leans over my shoulder to press the elevator button and whispering into my ear.

'Well Amelie, stay out of my way next time.'

I couldn't even process what he said until he walked around me and into the elevator.

I walked back into my apartment closing the door behind me and leaning my back up against the door. The cake and shopping bag still in my hands as I let out a tear. Why is he such an asshole ? Who in their right mind would say that to someone they barely know.

I walk over to the counter and drop the shopping bag on top, and the cake into the fridge. I'm not even hungry anymore.

I walk over to Bibble still asleep on the couch under the blanket and I lift her up to bring her to bed. I need her tonight.

There is no way I'm going to be able to face him in the morning after what just happened. What if he says something to the others ? What if he says something to me about that stupid cake? 

I still haven't unpacked and there's no way I'm doing it tonight.

I get into bed and cuddle up to Bibble. I don't even want to think about tomorrow.

I turn on the TV and start watching some random cooking show that came on. I'm not paying attention to it it's just some background noise while I try to fall asleep.

Let's hope I don't fuck up tomorrow.