Angel (H.S AU)

Chapter Thirty Seven

I wake up to my heart beating rapidly and look around me. I am beyond confused by the dream I just had which felt all too real. It couldn't have been a dream.. it wasn't. Was it? I was with him. He was right there... we were going to try again. I climb out of my bed and walk into my bathroom, splashing my face with cold water. That couldn't have been a dream, it felt way too real. What about Ashton? Was I ever with him? I know we planned to go out, but whether or not we ever did I don't know. I head back to my room and check my phone, hoping to get some idea of what is reality and what is not.

*Hey, what happened last night? You never showed?*

There's my answer. How did that even happen? It's not like me to fall asleep and miss a date, but then wake up and be unable to decipher what is reality. I quickly reply to Ashton telling him that I didn't feel well and laid down for a rest, only never woke up. I really hope he forgives me. Part of me wishes I could return to my dream where things were good. Harry and I were back together and things were going to go back to normal. 

I scroll through my phone to Harry's number. My thumb hovers over the call button. I know that would be a stupid thing to do, but that dream last night has be wanting to be back with him more than anything. What a stupid decision of mine it was to leave him. I put my phone down before I make a bad choice and head to my bathroom to take a shower.

I let the steaming hot water cover my body, in an attempt to distract my mind from Harry. Until now, I have not realised the vital part he played in my life. It has finally hit me how much he means to me, and how much I have lost by letting him go. What's worse is that he is happy now. He is going great in music and from what I saw he has found a girl, so it would be selfish of me to interfere. 

I decide to call the modelling agency in this area. I used to do some jobs for them when I started out in modelling, but I haven't worked for them in a while. I know it seems somewhat desperate, but I really need some sort of work and I need it now. 

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I push the door to the modelling agency open and walk inside, plastering a fake smile on my face. There was a model lined up to a lot of jobs, but she pulled out last minute so I was lucky enough to get a few jobs for the next week or two. I walk over to the front desk and sign in before heading inside to get ready for the shoots. I say hello to my old manager and she directs me to my dressing room. It's weird to be back in this environment, especially at this agency - the place where my career began. I pull on the first dress and someone enters my room shortly after to do my makeup. The rush has begun and I remember why I loved this job in the first place. It's the fast pace and the crazy rush that I love. I pose for the photographers and end up completing a few shoots by lunch time. 

"Hey babe, you ready to go?" I hear a voice which is all too familiar say. I turn around to the direction which the voice is coming from and the sight I see almost knocks the breath out of me. You've got to be kidding me. Harry is here, picking up one of the other models. No. This can't be happening. I feel tears fill my eyes and I blink rapidly so that firstly no one will ask why I'm crying, but also to try to not ruin my makeup. Harry and the girl start walking in my direction and I try so hard to move, but I can't. I can't take my eyes off the sight of Harry's hand holding another girls hand. 

As they are about a meter away from me, Harry finally sees me and quickly drops the girls hand. "Alexa?" He frowns, and looks just as surprised as me. "What... what are you doing here?" I close my eyes to try and catch the tear I can feel about to fall out of my eye, but I'm too late and it rolls down my cheek. I want to come up with something smart to say, or something to at least make him believe I'm not miserable, but nothing comes to mind. "I.. I just moved back, and I got a few jobs here." I wipe the tear from my cheek and look away from Harry, feeling somewhat pathetic for crying while he's there with another girl.

"Oh, I had no idea you were back... It's, uh, nice to see you." He walks off and the girl follows behind him. I can't imagine how confused she must be right now. Will Harry explain to her? And if he does, will he even tell her the truth? I can't help but feel upset that I'm sharing Harry, my Harry, with another girl. The thought of someone else having the love I once had kills me. 

Have I lost my chance with him?

*Sorry this is short! Good news, I'm hoping to update at least once every few days!!!!*