A red rose is not selfish because it wants to be a red rose.
It would be horribly selfish if it wanted all the other flowers
in the garden to be both red and roses.
-Oscar Wilde-
Both indulging in money and success but failing miserably at happiness...
I had found the perfect dress. It wasn't the color I was going for but I knew I was in trouble when I tried it on knowing it wasn't and loved how it complimented my body.
It was a Michelle royal blue mermaid style dress. It had thin holdings and a classy scooped neck. The detailing was perfect from the top to the bottom. It was tight fitting around my hips and legs but thankfully not the waist like a typical mermaid style. It was opened in the back like I wanted as well.
It was perfect. I was in awe and so excited to wear it out.
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I had texted Carny a picture before leaving and getting back to my apartment. I had woken up early this morning to pack my suitcase. I didn't want to forget anything since I was going back to harry's house after the 5 hour long event and staying till Sunday morning.
I wonder how his house is in California? I bet it is just as lovely as his house here.
Harry could live in a tent in the middle of a rainstorm and I'd still want to see him.
Carny couldn't help but text me funny texts once I sent her the picture of me in the dress.
She reminded me once again that my vagina wasn't broken which I agreed with. I thought it was myself until I met harry. It might just be Harry himself. It wasn't really my vagina that was broken, but my heart. It was locked and Harry now had the golden key which I failed to realize I made copies of.
I'm so proud of the dress I picked. The woman helping me get fitted was admiring it as well. I'm sure Harry is going to love it just as much as me. I'm sure he prefers me naked but that'll have to wait.
My phone started ringing and Harry's incredibly hot voice filled my ears with pleasure.
"What color dress are you wearing? We need to match."
"Royal Blue"
"Sounds sexy" I rolled my eyes.
"Are you always horny?" I question before falling back on my bed.
"I am with you" my heart tightens in my chest.
"You'll see me tomorrow tonight" I assure him.
"And I can't wait" I could feel his excitement through the phone.
"I'm hanging up now" I giggled before putting my phone on the charge on top of my acrylic nightstand. Now that I've spent time in Harry's room, mine felt too large and uncomfortable. I always thought about getting a cat but could never give it the attention it truly deserves.
My apartment was a reflection of my boho style. The beige's mixed with reds, greenery, and oak furniture wasn't the ideal person's taste but I spent most weekends and nights here and it isn't my job to please everyone else.
I don't have many people over anyways unless it is Theresa. Jonah has been joining our lunch sessions in my office recently. I could see us being good friends. I might invite him over when Theresa comes next time. She was the only person from the office that has ever been in my apartment. We used to go to hers but mine is just closer.
She was telling me earlier about her 10th anniversary with her husband and how they had this weekend planned to do something special. I gave her Monday off as well just to have that extra day with him. She deserved it. She has been with me for years and is truly a good person and friend.
We both were on the same level work wise and it didn't feel weird. Yeah she worked for me but we both had respect for one another on a high level. She doesn't treat me like her boss outside of work and I appreciate that. I could never have a friendship where my work life was being dragged into at all times. It was a big part of my life but when I wasn't working, I'd rather not be reminded of it.
It was already time for me to meet Richard as I finished cleaning up my kitchen. I grabbed my bags and greeted him once I arrived downstairs.
The drive to the airport was a breeze. I was confused when I got out and saw Keaton standing the lobby.
"Styles wanted me to accompany you on the plane ride. " I arched my brow.
"He must pay you real good to travel all the way back and then again just to keep my company." He picks up my suitcase and purse with a smile on his face.
"You must be pretty special to him Miss Storms so that makes you special to me. It isn't a problem, I can assure you." I followed him on the plane and into first class where a bottle of champagne was waiting in the middle of a chestnut table along with flowers.
"Anything you want, let us know and we will have it for you. Everything is on us." A brunette spoke with a soft voice. I sit down and take in the surroundings of the plane and then spot Harry's picture on the wall along with other celebrities and autographs.
"Does he own this airline? Jesus! what else does that man own?" I looked up at Keaton who was sitting across from me with two sugared donuts in his plate.
"A lot." The answer was short. I could see the tiredness in his eyes. I decided I needed to rest as well before landing.
"I'm going to try and take a nap and at any moment I start snoring and scare the shit out of you.. Please wake me up." I warned Keaton before pulling out my pink eye mask and pulling it down over my eyes to catch up on rest that I so desperately needed for this weekend.
