BIRTHDAY PART 2
Angie
After breakfast, Harry and a hung over Louis is picked up and the entire band is headed to the studios to record and write new songs. Harry reminds me that there will be guests here by seven tonight, and that he promises to be home before four to help me cook and prepare for my post birthday celebration.
I look at the clock and it's only thirty minutes past nine. I have a lot of hours to kill but I also have a lot of things to do like go shopping and decorate the backyard for tonight. Harry also told me that Gemma is in London today to run some errands and will be joining me for lunch and help decorate the place. Unfortunately, Gemma says that Anne and Robin can't make it because Robin has been feeling ill lately and maybe travelling down to London will make it worse. Of course I understand their situation, but I've missed them so much.
Before Harry left, he leaves his debit card, Gemma's phone number, a spare key to the house, and the keys to his Range Rover on the counter. It disturbs me that Harry left his debit card but we've been arguing the whole time during breakfast, I gave in and he keeps telling me that he's gladly to pay for my birthday shopping today. I'll bring his debit card, though, I'll only use it for the necessities for the party, but I'd definitely use my money to pay for my own and Gemma's today.
I head upstairs to Harry's room and take a warm shower and later on head to the mall to look for something decent for the barbecue party tonight. I turn Harry's shower on and it is immediately burning hot, I adjust it and it becomes right temperature I want it to be. I step in the shower and make the warm water cascade onto my naked body. I wash myself thoroughly and shampoo and condition my hair. After some twenty-minute shower, I step out and use Harry's blow dryer, yes Harry has one, and dry my wet blonde hair. I don't style my hair in any way and leave it as it is, curly.
I walk to Harry's bed where my clothes are laid out and put my outfit on. Black jeans with a striped top will always work for this warm London summer weather. I put my new converse on, the ones that Harry got me for my birthday. I grab my backpack and head downstairs. I put all the things Harry left on the counter inside my backpack except for the keys to his Range Rover. I look around the house and make sure that all the lights are off and that no appliance is plugged in. I lock the door behind me and rush to get inside the Range Rover. I put my backpack next to the driver's seat and pull out Gemma's number and immediately dial her number.
"Hello, Gemma Styles here." She says through the line, sounding so professional as always,
"Hey Gemma, it's Angie."
"Hey Angie! Why'd you call so early? We're meeting at around thirty past twelve today." She says and I can hear her keyboard and I know she's typing furiously, maybe getting an article done?
"Yeah well I just wanted to see if you're still up to that and I'll text you where we should meet. I'm heading to the mall to get something and we can have lunch and shop then."
"No problem with me Angie," She says through the other line, I can hear music in the background and some girls' chit chatter,
"Well I know you're busy and I'll leave you to it. I'll text you,"
"Sorry I'd love to talk but I have a due date. I'll look forward to your text, see you in a bit." And the line goes flat.
I start the ignition of the car and turn Harry's radio on, Champagne Kisses by Jessie Ware starts playing and I pull out of Harry and Louis' driveway and drive to the city. I drive slowly for a lot of safety reasons and I've been in Sarasota for a long time and I got used to driving on the other side of the road.
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