The Main Act (H.S) - discontinued

The Big Screen

@AvaMaeDaily: Ava arriving in New York! She's most likely there to go to the premiere of Dunkirk with Harry. She stayed home during the London one for an unknown reason.

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"Hey babe," Harry calls from the other room. "Your dress is here!"

I look up from my emails and smile at him as he brings the dress bag into the room. "Awesome. Can you hang it on the door of the closet, please?"

He hangs it up and then comes over to the bed where I'm sitting. He sits behind me and kisses my shoulder as he rubs my back.

"That looks boring," he mumbles. Even on a trip to New York, I was dealing with people from my label. I told them I'd be gone for four days, but that was four days too long for them.

"It is," I huff. "It's all the littlest details for the album. I'm nowhere even close to being done and they're already worried about the image for it."

"Well here's a thought," Harry kisses my shoulder again. "Ignore them and come watch Friends with me in the other room."

"You don't have to ask me twice," I let out another huff and shut my laptop. I grab my phone and follow him into the living room. I check my texts before he starts the episode, making sure Lou and I were on the same page for when she'd be here. She was coming over in an hour, since the premiere was in three.

I didn't go to the London premiere because I wanted his mom to be with him and because I wanted the attention to be solely on him and not us, but I promised him I'd be at the New York one. So here we are, staying in some expensive hotel that Harry booked. Then again, what in New York isn't expensive?

In the time that we've been traveling in the past few months, Harry and I have watched Friends together from the very beginning of it. We were at the part where the writers thought it would be fun to have Joey and Rachel be a thing.

"I hate this relationship," I mumble at the TV. "It's so wrong."

"Well they had to continue to make Ross look like the dumbass for a little longer," Harry says. "Apparently this was all they could think of."

"But Ross and Rachel," I pout.

"I know, honey," he laughs. "You've made it very clear that you choose Ross for her. He did screw up, though."

"They were on a-"

"Don't. I've heard him say it enough, you don't have to say it too."

I giggle and kiss his neck as I hide my face in it. I shift so I'm resting my head on his shoulder at an angle that I can look at him. "You love me."

"I do. Lots and lots. Now shut up and watch the show."

We get through two episodes and there's a knock at our door. Harry jumps up to get it, while I check my texts. I had a few from my mom telling me details for studio meetings and to call her in the morning, and I had one from Lacey that said she was excited to see pictures of Harry and I rocking the carpet.

Harry comes back in carrying his suit, Lou following behind him with all of her makeup and hair stuff.

"Alright, who's first?"

"You can go ahead and do her, she'll take longer," Harry says as he carried his suit into the room to hang it with my dress. I move to the kitchen area and help Lou set up on the counter.

I take a seat on the bar stool and Lou plugs in her flat iron. She pins some of my hair up before starting to straighten the parts that are down. Harry comes into the kitchen and makes some tea before sitting on the other stool. The three of us talk while Lou does my hair. The conversation becomes mainly the two of them once she moves on to my makeup.