Treachery

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The well known photographer sits himself down while still staring at me. i look away not being able to stand his deep stare any longer.

"Harry, this is Stacey and John Banks the parents."

my mother doesn't make eye contact with harry and shakes his hand gently. my father gives him a slight smile and shakes is hand.

"And this lovely lady is Gwen, your model." harry doesn't smile, only reaches his hand out for me to shake, i return the favor, making eye contact with him, he then winks at me and plants a small kiss on my right hand. i shyly smile feeling my cheeks warm from his gesture and slowly pull my hand back over the table.

The rest of the meeting goes by quickly with my mother looking angrily at her food and sulking over the fact that she can not join us in Rome,while my father and Louis talk about things that consist of work and what not.

Harry's eyes stay on me for the time being. Which is really strange and starting to make me very uncomfortable... luckily time flys and we say our goodbyes until tomorrow for the flight and head back home to get all my stuff packed and ready to go. i am a bit nervous having to stay with a stranger for three straight months alone, but i'm eighteen years old, an adult if you will and i can handle myself just fine. plus i trust Louis and his judgement. he has been my manager for many years now. My mother doesn't talk to anyone and keeps herself locked away in her room the rest of the day. she always ends up being upset when shes not involved in every little thing i do.

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i take a quick shower and dry my hair, i put my pajamas on and begin to pack for the long trip ahead of me.

i put just about everything i own in to very large suit cases, one for cloths and the other for shoes.

when everything is packed it is 8:27 at night, and i'm actually really hungry, on the account that my mother didn't bother to make dinner tonight.

i just fix myself a sandwich and go back to my room. i wonder if harry and i will get along... maybe we will if he decides to look at anything else other then just me the whole time. hes an attractive man, but being creepy over looks that a bit.

"BZZZ" my phone goes off... who could be texting me right now? I look at my phone and it's from an unknown number, not a California are code..

(Unknown number-*hello Guinevere*) read the text... ok creepy..

(Me-*who is this?*)

Not even a minute later..

(Unknown number-*Your photographer sweetheart* ;} )

(Me-*how did you get my number?*)

(Harry-* I am going to be working with you princess, and other things ;] )

WTH does that mean? "And other things?"

(Me-*what do you mean?'*)

(Harry-* have you ever had a nude photoshoot?*)

What?!?! Why is he asking me this???? I thought he was supposed to be professional.. I don't text back I'm just hoping this is all a dream...
"BZZZ"
(Harry-* Goodnight princess ;P*)

Oh god... I'm having second thoughts on going now..
It takes me a bit but I'm at finally tired..

i suddenly feel my eyes get heavy and begin drifting off asleep with the image of light green eyes filling my dreams.

{hey! second chapter already!hope you like it so far even thought nothing has even happened yet, but tell me any predictions or thoughts on what you think!! only two chapters in! lets do thiss..}