Curly Cats

Lazy (not a very appeasing name)

A/N: Hey guys, I would just like to apologize for last chapter, it was filled with rubbish at the beginning and end from me, but the middle was pretty darn okay! So to make it up you the chapter after this is going to be great. I’m currently working on it and have a straight plan for it as well. So hope you like this on though, because I do! And well that must count for something right?

Lot of Love! – totestev ;D

Chapter 15: Lazy

I readjusted my hair in the mirror while my Iphone was blasting “Hummingbirds” by Born Ruffians, an old song admittedly but a good one nonetheless. I caught a glimpse of my “Love” bracelet glinting off my left wrist. I hadn’t taken it off, except for showers, since Christmas, same with the locket my mother gave me before I left. Those were the few pieces of jewelry that I wore, besides the two rings that I had worn on my left hand since forever. There was a knock on the bathroom door.

“Come in.” I replied as Ben entered with a towel. “I’m almost done here.” I said giving myself one more look over and heading out of there. Ben grabbed my fore-arm and swung me about to kiss my forehead.

I wasn’t quite sure where our relationship stood, but during the two weeks Erin was absent from my life we became very cozy and friendly. Not benefits friendly, would never do that, but lovey-dovey sort of. Again not really sure…

“Come on Charlie you need to come out to lunch with me!” Erin whined through my work phone. I was having a quick conversation with her before I headed off to an interview with Patrice that was on the set of an up-coming movie that would be out by Christmas.

“I can’t Erin, I’m busy, but we can do dinner out tonight and you can tell me whatever you need to tell me.” She had arrived home yesterday from her class trip but I had to stay late at work and when I got home she had gone out with some pals and Niall. He was the only one I had seen almost on a daily basis now. On the occasion I would have great conversations with Harry but they soon became shorter and fewer. I missed hanging with him. I missed hanging out with all of them. I looked up and saw Patrice waving for me to come along. “I got to go, but dinner tonight, just us.” I said promising her and hanging up.

When we reached the movie lot it was amazing. I started to snap some photos for my blog of course they didn’t give much of the movie away, got to keep my readers wanting more. There were three of us from the magazine. Patrice, Stephanie, and I. Stephanie was the one who was going to be conducting the interview, Patrice was there for support and conduction, after all he was one of the heads of the magazine, and  I was there because I was Patrice’s assistant.

“This place is awesome!” I commented as I took in set which was an old cabin home. The movie was about a mother who is coping with her son leaving her for college and goes off on a psychotic break and starts seeing her twin daughters that had died a birth. It was a really scary and messed up story line but would definitely be a good movie.                                                                            

I stood in silence and awe as the young director came up to us with a large smile. We would be interviewing him along with some of the highlighted actors. The reason being is because this is his break-in movie and it’s been getting a bunch of hype due to the fact he is attempting to break into the business at such a young age.  

“Hey guys! Thanks for coming.” He said shaking each of our hands in turn. He was American, which to be honest was a surprised me. I had assumed he was British because of his name, George Jones the Fourth. I really shouldn’t assume things. We followed George to an un-used room on the set that was neat and clean with chairs set up everywhere. Patrice sat near the back as Stephanie sat down with George and began asking him questions. The day sort of dragged on from there. I met some of the actors on the set, some I knew and got photos, and some I didn’t but still got photos. All-in-all it was an enjoyable experience.