Meet Becca Andrews a successful young fashion designer who works for Yves Saint Laurent. Enter the charasmatic Harry Styles, international superstar and handsome to boot. A chance encounter at a London night club sees these two meet, instantly dra...
I'm up at sparrows heading to Charles De Gaulle to fly home to London. I'm a little anxious as I'm having DInner with Harry tonight and I'm not quite sure what is in store. I know we are going to Claridges which is extremely exclusive and beautiful. When he text me to let me know the details I cheekily replied back "Ohh fancy I must be worth it xx" . Whilst sitting in the car to the airport I catch up on Twitter, skim The Times ap and text Harry - just to let him know I'm on my way home. I don't expect him to be up as it's four in the morning. I'm surprised when I get a message back. I smile at his warm response. "Safe travels love, can't wait to hear all about your show in more detail x".
We arrive at the airport and I the door to the car is opened for me with my driver carrying my bags into the terminal to check in to the British Airways Lounge. I thank my driver and head upstairs in the lift. I show my members card and I am ushered into the lounge where I help myself to some Coffee as I seriously need to wake up. I check in also so I don't have to worry about it later and I can just board the plane. I've got just over and hours wait and I hope it goes quickly as I am really wanting to get home and crash. I've missed my little flat and Buster terribly and there's nothing like sleeping in your own bed.
As luck would have it time goes by quickly and I am boarding the plane and being ushered to my seat. The seats in Business Class are very comfy and I take my time putting my carry on in the over head compartment. I'm thankful that the flight is just over an hour and as I check my watch its just after 6.30am as we are touching down at Heathrow. I text my driver and let him know I am on my way. It doesn't take long to get through customs and I stop at the Duty free and pick up a couple of bottles of Dom Perignon and some Whisky oh and of course my obligatory Toblerone and Lindt chocolate. Its bad for me and I know I don't need it but I can't resist.
My driver Joe is waiting for me and he greets me warmly in Terminal Two. "Hello Miss Andrews, if you'll follow me the car is this way". I've told him several times to call me Becca but he always forgets. We drive through the early morning traffic to my little flat in Notting Hill. I thank Joe and sprint up the steps and open the door. Buster hears my boots and almost knocks me off my feet. "Hello little guy, Mumma missed you". I am covered in doggy slobber and kisses as Buster excitedly jumps to let me know he's pleased to see me. I head into the kitchen and put the jug on as I am gasping for a cuppa. There's some papers stacked on the table with a note from Jan letting me know that Buster will need some more Dog Biscuits and chew toy as he got excited at the park and threw it in the air and lost it somewhere near the river. I laugh at my furry friend looking up at me with his gorgeous big eyes. "What will I do with you hmm Busted, you silly boy". The jug boils and I pour myself a cuppa and sit down on the couch with my feet up. I turn the telly on to some mindless morning crap with Phil and Holly and drink my tea. My eyes are starting to get heavy so I grab my bag and head up stairs and jump into bed. Buster of course joins me. I know I shouldn't have him on my bed but since Seb left its nice to have something to snuggle into. I need to not sleep for too long so I set my alarm for midday and close my eyes.
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I'm woken up with a start as my alarm starts chiming in my ears. I was having such a lovely dream. I feel as I've been asleep for hours but its only really been a few. I figure I need to get up and do something so that I can at least be awake for my Dinner with Harry later. I've no bloody clue what I will wear and I'm actually getting a bit panicked now. I jump out of bed wash my face and unpack my bag. I decide to put some washing on so head downstairs to the machine. I'm starving so make my way to the kitchen and whip up a cheese omlette. I wait for the washing to finish then grab the basket and head outside to hang it. Buster comes out too and runs round the garden chasing the butterflies. He never catches them but barks hoping they will magically just fall into his paws. "Come on Busted" I say to him, "come help Mummy decide what she's gonna wear for her date tonight".
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I decide on a multi coloured sequined top with black flowing trousers and heels. It's one of my favourite tops and I love how the colours melt together. Now I know what I am wearing I can concentrate of getting the rest of my self organised. I think I'm going to go for a low pony tail, a red lip and smoky ish eye. That's a classic look and with my skin tone I know I can pull it off effortlessly. I check my watch and note that its only 2pm. Harry is coming to get me at 7pm so I've still got five hours to kill. I decide to take Buster out for a walk as it will do us both good to get out. I grab Buster's lead and plastic bags in case he wants to "stop" and we head off to Holland Park. Its a beautiful Spring day. There's a slight chill in the air but its not too bad. My scarf, Pea Coat, beanie and gloves keep me warm. Buster has his little jumper on and people stop us to comment on how cute he looks and can they pat him. He's such a little show off and loves the attention. We continue on our way eventually getting to the park. The Spring flowers are beautiful. Tulips, Lillies, Daffodils. I take a picture of the Tulips and Wisteria in the background and post it on Instagram
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@bex_lee_andy - Out walking with my favourite guy. Hanging out at Holland Park #springblooms #popsofcolour
Buster and I continue our walk round the park and we stop so Buster can have some water and I can get a Coffee from the Kiosk. We find a spot where I can sit and Buster can have a little lie down. He's panting a lot and I know he's warm. "You ok sweet boy"? I ask him. He looks at me with sleepy eyes and drops his head on his paws as if to say. "I'm tired Mum and I'm happy to just chill here with you". I sip my Coffee and we watch the world go by. I glance at my phone checking the time and find we've been here for some time. It's 5.30pm so we head on through the park to home. It takes us just half an hour to get in and I race upstairs quickly to shower. I'm surprised at myself and take minimal time. I dry my hair quickly, put it in a low pony and spray it. I then get dressed, do my make-up and spray myself with my favourite perfume. I check the time again and see that it's 6.45pm. I'm starting to get nervous now and then I hear my bell ring. Shit shit shit he's early. I check myself in the mirror then walk down the stairs calmly and open it. "You're early I laugh". "Am I" a familiar voice replies back. He's hiding behind a huge bunch of Sunflowers, my favourite. "You look beautiful Rebecca". "Thanks" I mutter. "Well aren't you going to invite me in then"? he asks with his wide brown eyes. "Oh, yes, sorry" I rush, come in Seb".
