I'm a Mess,but I'm the Mess that you Wanted.

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A/N: Chapter One!
I hope you enjoy x

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Juliette

"Tilly! Your cat ripped up my jumper!"

Juliette Abbott was late.

Nothing new there,not really.

The redhead rushed around the apartment she shared with her best friend,attempting to feed both maniacal cats,make breakfast for the both of them and find a suitable outfit.

"Figure it out Jetty!"

Her best friend Matilda Grey was slowly getting ready for the day as well,only she still had some time before she had to leave and was in less of a chaotic rush.

Juliette on the other hand had less than 30 minutes to get across town for a meeting with her publicist.

Shit shit shit.

He is going to kill me.

Slipping a new jumper on the redhead quickly ran a brush through her hair not to worried about it,she would fix her appearance before filming.

Grabbing her laptop bag and cellphone Juliette poked her head around the door of Tilly's room.

"Hurry your arse up Tils!" She tossed a pillow at her. "Your girlfriend will be here in 20 minutes."

The tall brunette came out of her closet clad still in pyjamas.

She kissed the bakers cheek chastely. "Go to work and stop stressing about me Jules."

The redhead let out a sigh. "I'll see you tonight?"

Tilly nodded and waved her out of the room.

"Yes,now go!"

"Breakfast is on the counter!" Juliette yelled before grabbing an apple and hurrying out the door.

Starting her car she quickly texted her publicist,informing him she would be at-least 20 minutes late depending on traffic.

Pulling out of the driveway Juliette attempted to breathe and calm herself down,only to have her thoughts pulled towards what she was supposed to bake that afternoon.

She was halfway across town when she realised she was supposed to grab a few eggs from their fridge at home.

The suppliers to the studio bakery had been delayed for an extended period of time and some key ingredients were starting to thin.

Making a mental reminder to text her assistant Juliette pulled up at the studio and gathered her things.

Rushing into her office she threw down her laptop bag before rushing across the building to her publicist, Oliver Matthews office.

She didn't even have time to knock as the door was opened and a very unimpressed looking man was standing in front of her.

"Ollie I'm sor-"

"Save it."

Juliette shrunk back a little at his tone as her shoulders slumped.

"Jules is it too much to ask for you to be on time for once?!" He sighed dramatically.

"I really am sorry, my phone is on its last life and my alarm didn't go off." The redhead muttered sheepishly.