Abbey and Cara stared at me with furrowed brows and faces scrunched in confusion as to what I mindlessly said.
"Uh, you know- he got me a cat because-"
"Because he's in love with you?" Cara asks, making me stare at her with wide eyes, I hope she's just playing around.
She sits there smiling, "Oh please, don't act like we don't know."
"Know what?" I nervously ask.
"You guys are smitten with each other. The way Harry stares at you all the time, you're the only person he's ever considerate of, how could we not know?" Abbey tells me and I almost feel myself having a mini heart attack.
"Plus, that time we walked in on you guys." Cara giggles.
"What?" I ask feeling my anxiety peak with every sentence they say.
Abbey laughs along with Cara and I sit completely distraught that they knew, I thought me and Harry were pretty sneaky.
"Oh yeah! This one time we came by your apartment to pick you up and we heard some pretty intimate things between you two." Abbey says.
"Oh my god, so you guys knew?" I ask, horrified.
They both nod, "I think you guys are so cute together, it's a bit of cliché, but it's so sweet that you're the only girl Harry's probably really cared about." Cara admits, making me smile.
"You guys don't think we're stupid or anything?" I ask.
They both shake their heads, Cara gently grips my wrist and makes me look at her, "How would you guys be stupid for falling in love? That shit happens out of the blue, you can't control it! So what if you work for him? Just because we're famous doesn't mean we only have to be with other famous people."
I give her a small smile, and then my insecurity hits me, "I'm just afraid of our careers you know? Its risky what we're doing."
"Love itself is a risk, the biggest risk of all I'd like to believe. Nothing's worse than heartbreak, I'll tell you that." Abbey says.
I nod, "You're right."
"For now, do what you must. Sneak around and be safe with each other. I know Harry's contracts ending in a couple months. Before he gets it renewed, that's when you guys can go public and do whatever the hell you want! The endings of contracts are always the loophole to everything." Cara tells me and I feel like weights are off my shoulder.
How did I not know his contract was ending? I must've never payed attention at any of the meetings.
"Wow." I say in shock.
"And don't worry, you're secret is safe with us."
"Thanks guys, really, thank you so much." I say and both of them lean over to wrap their arms around me and embrace me in a tight group hug.
"So you're going to Donatella Versace's auction for charity next Saturday, right? I know Harry's auctioning one of his bracelets."
I nod, I always had to attend events with Harry. It was a blessing and a curse, curse because I had to spend hours looking just as nice as everybody else, except no one cared about me.
"Good, after words we can all go out and have fun." Cara says and for once I'm excited to attend one of these dumb events.
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The Devil Wears Saint Laurent (h.s.)
FanfictionA young woman unknowingly becomes the personal assistant of one of the most reckless, raunchy, and rude male models in the industry.