Vogue.

Twenty Nine.

Our European tour ended in Milan a couple days back. Now we are back in London to begin filming our Last Winter music video with Storm Management, Cara's agency.

"Good afternoon ladies, how was the drive?" An associate greeted us.

"It wasn't too bad, thank you." Aspen answered.

"Good, follow me right in this way." She turned away from us and walked into the building.

"Girls, hello. You must be Vogue, I'm Alan, Storm's producer. I want to introduce you to our Director, Mr. Lennon Bishop." Alan was a very loud, excitable man.

"Hi, I'll be your director for the next few days." He first shook Aspen's hand, who looked utterly befuddled.

" This is Aspen, I'm Celine, this is Naomi, and Rylee." I stepped in, while Aspen stayed silent.

"Ah, so you're Cara's friend?" Alan made his presence aware again.

"Yes," I answered.

"Well Alan I think we should get started." The director interrupted.

"Right, go ahead."

We then followed the director.

"I'm going to leave you with my screenwriter; today we're just setting up I want all your input on this, it's your video." He explained.

After leaving us with Sarah, the screenwriter, we were sent in a lounge.

"Before I start I want to hear your guys idea on the video." She told us.

"I don't think we have a real idea on it, we just to know we want it to be very intimate since it's an emotional, slow song." Rylee told her.

"Yeah,that being said we don't want a lot of action or production or dancing." Naomi added.

"Great, so far I've gotten you four in a cabin. I understand you play acoustic in this song?" She asked, looking at me.

"Yes, I do."

"Good, we can have a fireplace and you four just reminiscing on last winter and how you fell in and out of love." She summarized.

"Do you think we can add in something like flashbacks?" Aspen suggested, looking around at us.

"We can do that." She nodded.

"I think that sounds good." I said.

"I'm so happy you like it. I'm going to give all this to Production and if you have any questions you can get me through Alan." She stood with her notes and left us.

An hour later I was at a new clinic. Mel dropped me off and Ruth agreed to meet me after her conference with Storm.

Once I was set up I opened Twitter posting,

@Celine_Reid: last winter music video will be amazing

Soon after my phone buzzed, Harry was calling me.

"Hey Hamster." I smiled. He immediately chuckled.

"Hi Celine." He spoke. "Are you busy?"

"No, I'm receiving treatment at the moment." I shook my head, staring at the empty room.

" Oh, how many have you had so far?"

"This is my third." I answered.

"And how are they working?"

"There's progress, not much but there is." I sigh.

"How can they tell?"

"Well, they test my blood. The first time the toxicity level was 43% and it's going down to 41%."

"What should it be at?"

As much as I was comfortable with him, his questions began to irk me.

"Do you know what toxic mean? It should be at zero." I snapped.

"Oh- I- I'm sorry." He lowered his voice. "I'm being intrusive, I apologize."

"Don't-" I paused, closing my eyes.

I'm not one to give excuses, but since the show in Milan I've felt completely worn out, making my mood periodically rise and fall.

"You still there?" He sounded careful.

"Yes. I'm sorry I'm just grumpy." I told him.

"Don't worry about it, love. We all have our moments."

"More like weeks." I chuckle.

"Oh." Hearing his tone I realized how I made that sound.

"Oh wait, no I'm not..."I laughed at myself. " I meant because of the condition I'm under right now."

"Oh right. Well I called because I wanted to know if you'd be in LA in time for the award show?"

"Next week?"

"Yeah."

"We're planning on being there." I confirm.

"So I can see you then?" He asks.

"If you really want to." I answer, playfully.

"Very funny, arseface. Can I?"

"We can meet up." I tell him.

"Good, I want to see you."

"Do you?" I smile, feeling my cheeks light up.

"Of course. I mean the media is already curious."

"Oh yeah, poke the Beehive why don't you." I shake my head.

"I like pushing boundaries." He chuckled.

"I know you do, Hamster. You just want out of the cage so bad." I teased.

After our conversation ended, Ruth had arrived with Matty.

"Hey guys." I smiled as they came in.

"Oh man, Celine I didn't know how... wearisome this would be." Matty frowned.

"Shut up, I'm managing." I grinned at him.

"Listen, we are scheduled for two weeks of studio time after the AMA's. I think you should go home and rest."

"What?" I questioned. "No Matty if I can handle performing I can handle the studio." I argue.

"You're gonna work yourself into the ground." He warned.

" If I felt I needed it, I'd tell you-"

"Celine, don't fight me on this." 

"On one condition."I spoke after a moment. Ruth watched me. "I want to see a clinic out there too." I reasoned.

"You want treatments?" Ruth narrowed her eyes.

"I want to get better." I clarified.