Ｒｅａｄｙ Ｔｏ Ｒｕｎ ➳ (hes) au

7. Well That Makes All Of Us.

A D E L A I D E  

As we pull up to the hotel I look outside the window to see no fans outside meaning it had had die down before anything. I quickly rush out of the car before Harry could say a word to me. We haven't even talked after my little mood change with Stella and the Harry was kind of acting at the restaurant today. After he went to the bathroom is zipper was down and I'm not stupid, he could of cause something today! This could have ruined everything for our careers but yet he decides to go fuck a waitress when he could at least do that when there wasn't paparazzi on our asses 24/7. I've been trying my hardest to civil with Harry but it's too hard to do that when all we do is fight or get annoyed with each other. 

"You're early." Emily says as I looked at her rise eyes. I shake my head at Emily and walk into the room to grab my suitcase to take an outfit out since were going out tonight.

"Okay, uh, were going out tonight." I say as I throw her small bag that was an outfit I had hidden from her. I had already had things planned out for her. Her little surprise was coming early than I suspected today.

"Why do I have to come? This isn't it mine problem or my life." Emily said with a pout as she looks into the bag than raise her eyebrows at what she seeing. Adam had called me earlier before Harry and I arrived back to the hotel, he had told me arrived safely. I had let him know we planning to go out it was a good time to ask.

"You're my best friend. My problem is your problem, and your problem is my problem. That's our life Em. Just remember that!" I told her as I closed the bathroom door to take a hot steaming shower. 

I stand right in front of the mirror as I look at myself, why can't I be normal, why can't these scars go way. I soon drop the towel on the floor and let my fingers run over the scars that show my past. I haven't touched them for so long, that I have forgotten about them but I get so scared about people knowing them, knowing my scary past with a father who didn't love me enough, knowing that my mother dies before giving birth to my little sister. I've gone through hell and back. Suddenly I jump from the knocking from the bathroom door.

"Everything alright in there?" Em question with worries in her voice. Emily knows what I have done to myself what I've gone through. No one else knows besides her and Naleah I can never bring myself to even speak a word about my past anymore.

"Everything's fine Em just thinking what I should do to my hair." Lies, Lies. It's always lies that I tell everyone. I can never tell how I feel because I feel like a burden to them, I even sometimes feel like they feel pity for me.

"Down and natural it brings out your face more and your eyes pop wider than having it in a ponytail like you normally do." Em tells me as her footsteps quickly walk away from the bathroom door. A smile upon my lips as I realize my best friends enjoys the long hair. I never thought my long hair was pretty or anything I just hated it was in my hair and on people's faces at times. Pretty soon it was time for some changes for myself but for now, I need to worry about other things.

As I bite the inside of my lips thinking about what to wear. I had laid three different outfits but I didn't know what to choice from them. Emily was still getting ready since we weren't leaving until eight and it's only seven. The first outfit was a white t-shirt with black jeans along with a white van, the second a black mini-dress with Giuseppe Zanotti lace up booties and an oversized fringed dark wash denim jacket with a choker added. The finally one is a patchwork Jenny Packham leather Jacket along with We-day T-shirt and belted high waisted jeans. 

"Go with the second one, I think you'll look hot as fuck." Emily says as she comes out of the bathroom with her hair and makeup done but only in her bra and panties.