Frozen (Harry Styles)

Chapter 18

Please try to understand that I'm being late with the updates because I'm graduating and there's just so much going on right now... I don't want to post a crappy two-paged chapter and let you all down.

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-Two months later-

September 30, 2013 - Los Angeles

Amy's P.O.V.

"I'm like a bird, I only-"

"Amy get down of that chair!" Alan shouted at me, maybe for the hundredth time as he crossed his arms impatiently. I laughed, unfazed by his not-in-the-mood face and continued spinning around.

"I don't know where my home is!"

"Aren't you supposed to take a rest? It's 6am! And you, little Missy, have a shooting in like-" he stopped, lifting his arm as he looked down, checking the time. "An hour!"

I scrunched my nose acting annoyed and placed my hands on my knees, lowering my head on the same level as Alan's. Blinking a few times, I mirrored his action and tilted my head and smiled as he glared at me, lifting his left eyebrow. Making sure I pronounce every word as carefree as I could, I tapped his nose and laughed. "I don't know where my soul is!"

"Alright I'm done." Alan rolled his eyes after waving off and plopping down on the couch. "You're having one of those moments."

I laughed and jumped down, grabbing a bottle of water as I passed past Clair. She jumped surprised, but started giggling together with me when I slapped her butt. "Shake that ass, Clair!"

"No time, no time." Clair smiled and grabbed some papers from the table. "Gotta finish these." she made a disgusted face as she looked at them and walked quickly away. I huffed and turned around, blowing a kiss to Alan. He rolled his eyes and flicked a page from the magazine in his hand.

"You know I'm trying to cover up my nervousness." I tried to defend my actions and sat beside him, nudging him with my elbow.

"Mhhm." he mumbled, not looking at me. Bitch.

-Later, that day-

"Did this really just happen?" I asked while getting into the van, still unbelievably shaking and looking around me before glancing back at the building we just left. My heartbeat was so unsteady and it could be heard by everyone around me, I can guarantee that. Alan's giggling brought my attention back to reality and I glared at him, questioning myself how can't he understand my emotions right now.

"You will have many more experiences like this Amy." Kelly smiled as she nodded towards me. "Start getting used to it."

I bit my bottom lip harshly, trying to absorb her words. Get used to this - how? "Kelly, that was Leona Lewis." my hands found their way to my head, supporting it as I placed my elbows on my knees. "The Leona Lewis. I just had a shooting with Leona-"

"Lewis." Alan finished off for me, annoyance clearly visible in his voice. He was sitting right next to me, making it easier to pinch him. But as most of the time, I had to give my best in order to resist the temptation of leaving a mark on his hand. "Calm your fangirl side down, hun."

"How should I? She talked to me? She hu- oh my God, she hugged me! What would you do if you were on my place?"

"Act normal?" he shrugged, giving me his recognisable 'duuh' look, that only wakes up my necessity to murder him.

"Kelly?" I raised my right hand, pulling off a sarcastically polite smile while waiting for her to get her eyes off the papers she was holding in her hands. "Am I allowed to punch Alan?"