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Twenty-five

[ so this update is kind of weirdly written. i appologize but i had such a good plot for it, and as i was writing i lost it, it's also kind of short. Expect a big update this weekend, i can gaurentee this will get far better, trust me! ily all thank you for reading! x]

I once again woke up to the sound of my alarm clock. Harry didn’t stay the night, as he had work in the morning as well. I rubbed my eyes, and got up. My closet was stocked with dresses for work, and I pulled out THIS and put it on. There was noise downstairs; Alyssa had also had work today. I went into the bathroom and put on my make up, and did my hair. Spraying some perfume and taking one last glance in the mirror, I walked out of my room and down the stairs. My heels clicked on the tile as I made my entrance in the kitchen, and Alyssa turned to greet me.

“Morning.” She smiled.

“Hello.” I said as I walked to the fridge and took out a bottle of water.

“What time do you get off work today?” She asked as she propped herself on the counter.

“1:00 but I have some record thing today at 3:00.” I sighed.

“Oh, Harry told me about that. He said you were mad about him setting it up.”

“I am.” I nodded. “But I also want to try it out.”

“Fair enough.” She said looking at the time.

“I need to go.” Jumping off the counter, and coming towards me and placing a kiss on my cheek, Alyssa ran out the front door.

I finished off my water and threw it in the bin, and then put food in Champ’s bowl. Soon enough it was time for me to leave. I checked that all the doors were locked, and then made my way to the front door. The air was cold, and dry. I turned and pulled the door closed, inserting the key and locking the door behind me, I walked to my car. And rove to my job, where I would anxiously sit thinking about getting signed later on.

I ended up leaving my office at 1:15, and ran down the stairs instead of taking the elevator. As soon as I reached my car I pulled at the door handle and got in. I was beyond anxious, and it was evident to even me that I needed to calm down. I started my car, and I turned off the radio, which I would usually never do. I needed some time to think, some time to decide if I really wanted this. I didn’t sign myself up for this, and with a record deal came fame, as did being Harry Styles’ girlfriend, but having both is something grand.

I wanted this.

I wasn’t going to let something like this slip; I knew if I did I would regret it. I needed to call my mom once I got home, to tell her the news. Harry would be at my house in 20 minutes, and that made me move quickly.

I turned onto our street, and sped down to our house, and turned in. As soon as I got out of the car I ran to the front door, and quickly unlocked it. I kicked off my heels, and ran up the stairs to change into THIS. I didn’t bother changing my make up, so the task was faster than expected. Now it was time to call my mom. I scrolled on my phone until I found her name, and clicked it. I held my breath as it runt, and she finally picked up.

“Hello?” she said.

She obviously had no clue it was me.

“Hi mom.” I smiled as she responded, her voice now higher and happier.

“Amy! How are you baby?”

“I’m good, Busy, but good.” I said as I sat on my bed.

“And harry, How’s he?”