It was past three in the morning and I was still hyped. It was my last night at the Hilton. Tomorrow I would move into my new apartment. My own apartment, my own store, I was signed under a model agency again. Things were perfect right now. London was indeed the best idea I've ever had! I sighed and laid on my back. My phone lit up and I reached over and grabbed it.
It was a tweet from Harry!
Heyyyy! I want one too! "@GemmaAnneStyles: @ShirtsbyCD What a great party! So hyped about my first CD shirt. Love it! Thanks Chloe! Love, Gemma xox"
OMG! He saw it! I did a little victory dance and debated whether I should reply or not. Since this was my business twitter I didn't see a reason why I shouldn't.
"@Harry_Styles what size? Where are you right now? I'll ship it to you!"
I refrained from using smiley faces or "lol". I had to keep it professional.
"@ShirtsbyCD medium...and you can deliver it personally."
I squealed a bit and giggled under the covers. The offer about me spending some time on tour with them was still on the table. I wonder if I can make it ...now that I'm famous!
I laughed and shook my head. My phone lit up again; this time it was a text.
From Harry:
Can you even make it in ten days?
To Harry:
What's happening in ten days?
From Harry:
Our first of two concerts in New York is on the 28th but we'll already be there on the 27th.
To Harry:
I'll do my best!
From Harry:
Let me know until Friday. I'll send our private jet to get you.
To Harry:
You don't have to Harry!
From Harry:
But I want to! Now go to sleep, you must be exhausted.
To Harry:
I am. Goodnight.
Fro Harry:
Night, Chloe!
The next day I got up early and packed my suitcases. I took a quick shower and dressed in a flower dress. I added a thick knitted cardigan and ankle boots. I took my luggage downstairs and put it in the trunk of my car. I checked out and drove off to Bri's.
B: There you are! Did you sleep well?
C: Yeah, only a couple hours though!
She locked the front door of her little apartment and got in the car.
C: Thanks for helping me out.
B: Don't mention it! But you still haven't told me what's wrong with you.
There was no way to keep things from Bridget. She had a way of telling something was up with me.
C: Harry texted me in the early morning hours. He asked me if I could make it to their shows in New York in ten days.
B: You should go! You promised them.
C: I know. But it doesn't feel right to leave now!
B: Don't worry. Sam and I we have it all under control. And in case someone asks we'll tell them you had to leave for a model job.
