Snapshot - (Harry Styles love story)

Chapter 11:

A/N: Sorry for such a long delay! Now that's bad even for me, it's been a month, sorry again! I'll try and get one up more often now, (hopefully). I'll try and get one up every other week, otherwise I'll get too stressed out.

Thank you so much for over 20,000 reads on ICNFY. That means so much to me you have no idea! Anyway, enjoy!

All the love in the world - Lucy xxx

Ellie's P.O.V:

I checked the time as soon as the word document in front of me looked like it would fill 3 pages on the computer. The time read, 2:06 AM, and it was just then that I realised that I was too late. Flashbacks from yesterday flooded through my mind, as I recall my boss telling me he wanted a new story e-mailed to him by 8 o'clock at the very latest. Stressed and annoyed at myself, I fumbled around with the keys on my computer, and quickly pressed send to the story I had just written, sending another e-mail apologising for the delay.

I shut my laptop down before saving my work, as my eye lids kept drooping, I realised I needed nothing more but sleep.

5 hours later, and my alarm clock was smoking all around the little apartment. I dragged my way out of bed, and headed straight for the shower, hoping it would cure the feel of guilt and tiredness that clung to me.

I hated the thought of betraying Harry, and when I realised I had done exactly that, I suddenly felt much less of myself than I did 5 hours ago. I got dressed and ate in silence. No music played this morning, nor did any sound part from my mouth whilst I moved around my apartment ironing my clothes for the day. I felt horrible. I felt as though something in my body was tugging at another, making me feel a mixture of sickness and guilt.

When the time came, Ruby and Louise were not here pounding up against my door, or ringing me to say they are running a little late. Nothing. It was as though the universe already was making me pay for my actions, making me more aware and curious of unexpected things, causing my mind to search deeper and deeper into what it was like to be betrayed.

20 minutes later, I left. I walked the way to work all by myself, skipping Starbucks as I went by, not wanting to get noticed by my friends or Harry. The walk felt endless, making me feel guiltier and guiltier with each step I took, causing my heart rate to increase as nervousness kicked around my blood stream. But, there was however, still a part of my mind wondering that Harry might not even see the article, or better that, no one will see the article. It may just be one of the stories that gets kicked aside, lost in the Internet, nobody clicking on the web page at all. It's happened a few times, where hot stories only get a couple of reads, mainly because there was far more interesting, better written stories on the website. Although, the more I thought about it, the more I doubted my own theory, the more I realised that Harry was a world famous star, and if one country didn't pick up the story about him, another certainly will.

Before I even settled down in my chair, my boss called me into his office - worry entered me.

"Good morning Mr Parks."

"Morning Ellie," He greeted me warmly with a firm hand shake and a smile on his lips. A good start, I thought to myself.

"Look Ellie, I realise you've had a rough couple of days, and I know I put you under a lot of pressure, wanting more stories and new ideas, and I understand that you're new here, bu-"

"Look I'm very sorry Sir! I'm sorry I went out with my boyfriend yesterday and I only e-mailed you my story early this morning, just please don't fire me!" I blurted out my words, wanting my say, before he said his. I shocked myself with my sudden burst of confidence, never mind Mr Parks.