the weather the last three days has been awful, raining non stop.. looks like it's building up to a storm which is another thing i hate especially when i am going to be home alone in a storm i'm going to cry like a baby because that is how much they scare the shit out of me! the past few days i haven't done much really.. i have mainly been relaxing considering that's all Justin is letting me do, he has been so caring since my little breakdown... i took it hard but after i spoke to Justin about it i felt better, i felt proud of myself for not bottling up my emotions like i always do, but mainly i think that my dad would be proud of me.
'hey Lacey' i yawned into the phone as i climbed out of bed and walked over to the windows opening them up to see what the whether was like i was hoping that the weather would have improved but nope it hadn't in fact it was worse, i was dark and cloudy outside and to my surprise.. it was raining- note the sarcasm -'morning you, just calling to make sure you remember your first Jeffery Campbell shoot today!' she sang excitedly through the phone 'i know! i'm getting ready now and then i will be on my way' i told her laughing at how she was more excited than i was 'great! see you later' she sang through the phone again and i hung up laughing. i quickly walked to the bathroom and climbed in the shower as quickly as i could hoping that my body would warm up from the steaming water now running from the shower head. i washed my hair and body then climbed out wrapping the crisp white towel around my body and another white towel around my hair.
i walked out and down the hall to my room, as i walked in i saw my phone flashing from an incoming call i darted across the room grabbing my phone without seeing the caller 'hello?' i questioned into the phone 'morning baby' that voice that i could recognize from another sang sleepily into the phone 'hey you' i said happily 'what you doing today?' he said in a sexy morning voice 'i have a photo shoot later this morning and that's it for today, you?' i asked him 'rehearsals' he said sounding bummed out 'you'll have fun!' i said trying to make him feel better about going 'doubt it, Scooter keeps busting my ass over nothing and i just cant be bothered to do it everyday' he said sighing 'hey hey, trust me when you get up on that stage and sing and dance and everyone loves you and you have millions of girls throwing themselves at you.. it will all be worth it' i said laughing a little to try and make him feel better 'i don't care about the other girls though' he mumbled i just sighed knowing i was kind of fighting a loosing battle 'i only want you, i don't even want to go for so long because i cant see you' he mumbled again 'baby i know it's going to be hard but we'll be fine don't worry' i said in a serious tone, the days just seem to be floating away and before i know it he is going to be on a plane going to a different country for months 'i love you' he told me 'i love you too, i have to go though i need to get ready' i told him already moving around drying my hair and flicking through my wardrobe 'okay bye, i love you' he told me once again 'i love you to' i said and hung up so i could get ready. i wasn't sure what to wear considering the weather is so awful so i just settled on a pair of dark blue skinny jeans and this jumper:
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