Pay Day(Edited With Grammarly)

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It's been a few weeks so far, I haven't answered Harry's texts, he tried to apologize I just threw my phone across my hotel room, letting it smash against the wall, breaking. I scream and drop to the floor, Stephens been upping the paychecks every time,

20000   Modeling check; 50000

30000  Modeling check; 50000

50000  Modeling check; 76000

75000 Modeling check; 80000

120000 Modeling check; 95000

122000 Modeling check; 95000

125000 Modeling check; 120000

145000 Modeling check; 137000

175000 Modeling check; 150000

200000 Modeling check; 175000

250000 Modeling check; 200000

300000 Modeling check; 250000

350000 Modeling check; 350000

500000 Modeling check; 480000

You read that right, I've literally slept with him every night since we met and I'm up to half a million, I'm worth that much to him and more. Plus the modeling checks are bankrolled themselves. The prices are going to keep rising, it's like I can't breathe, it's so much money now, I'm literally having a panic attack and I'm sick of everyone saying their sorry to me.

There's a knock on my hotel room door but I don't answer it, I hit my fists against the desk, then scream out,

"Go Away!"

I hear a muffled voice say, "Elisia? Let me in, it's Stephen."

I shake my head viciously even though he can't see it,

"I don't care! Go Away! Before I snap." I scream out, my voice breaking slightly.

"I'm here if you need me," He says through the door.

Then it's just silence, I run into the bathroom and lock myself in, my phone ringing, I ignore it.

Harry's POV:

I dial Elisia's number, hoping she'll hear me out, I'm just an asshole and I'm taking things that aren't her fault out on her, she has to forgive me....I'm afraid she won't, her phone rings and rings but she doesn't answer. I'm worried about her, she's so closed off it scares the living shit out of me. But it's time for her to finally move in, I send her a text,

Your rooms ready, you can move in today.

I don't receive a reply, I sigh and wish I hadn't snapped at her. I decide to go out.

Elisia's POV:

I got off the floor finally, my phone didn't stop going off once, I picked it up and it was broken. I sighed and threw it onto the couch, I opened my laptop on the coffee table after I flopped onto the couch. I logged into Instagram and opened my DMs looking for Felicia's, I open it and send her one,

Yo! I broke my phone....do you want to go to the mall with me to replace it? Plus karaoke is tonight!

Omg! Yes! You and phones bitch! Yes, we are going to karaoke together!

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