Publicity

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Luna

I woke up and did absolutely nothing
Like always.

Well I did some laundry, took pho out for a walk, cooked some food and watched the office and then rewatched the Jersey shore as I folded my laundry. The contract and everything has still been on my mind all day of course. Harry hasn't texted me. I'm not the type of woman to text first no matter what so I don't know how I'd feel if he's expecting me to text him first.

I saw that paparazzi got him leaving a somewhere with some random chick. Which is not surprising considering it's him. Not saying he's a man whore but you know he's something along those lines. He's stupid attractive so It's not surprising that woman would kill to get railed by him, Considering what people have said about his size. The prettiest, hottest and best looking always have less. Luke was pretty attractive and he was definitely not close to decent. Yes I stuck with that for a year.

But hey I'm not size smashing, all that matters it if you know how to work with what you've got.

My thought get caught off like they always seem to do from a call. I pick up my phone and see a unknown number. I pick it up anyways.

"Hello?" I say confused. I hate answering unknown numbers because it always turns out to be something stupid. "This is Luna right?" I hear a deep ass British voice noticing right away who it is.

"Ya that's me. I'm guessing this is Harry? Right?" I say. I hope to the gods it being Harry because I'm scared it's not him and who ever this is might run to gossip blogs or some stupid shit that involves people writing about other people's lives instead of getting one themselves.

"Yes, So I was wondering if you'd open your door?" He says in his deep tone. It's kinda hot not gonna lie. "Are you outside my house? How the fuck do you know where I live?" I run to my door and going outside to the gate and open it so he can park his car in my drive way. Thankfully space in my driveway since I had parked my Tesla and other cars in the garage but I the left Range Rover out since it's my go to car. He drives his way into the drive way and I walk my way to his car.

Harry steps out of his car with some boots and black skinny jeans, and a blue button up shirt obviously having some buttons unbuttoned. "How do you know where I live?" Is the first thing that comes out of my mouth. "Well you are one of the highest paying models in the world along with your best friends. Oh did I forget the fact that you are in the a lister category? What I mean by that is I can easily search your house up on goggle" He says looking at me with a straight face walking to my door and I follow his lead like this isn't my house. I open my door and let him in. Forgetting that my snacks are all over my coffee table. I should be on a strict diet considering I have a casting for the Victoria secret show in a month.

We walk to the living room and I hear pho running to us. She quickly sniffs Harry and her tail swinging so fast. I find it a bit odd that she's so excited to meet Harry but when she met Luke she barked at him the entire time. Harry of course giving her attention which she loves. We walk to the couch, pho following Harry.

"Well where should we start?" He says taking a seat on my couch. "Well we should start with the basic stuff like we can't tell anyone" I say. "Well obviously" Harry say think at me dead in the eye. Feeling like I'm gonna fucking die, why is he so intimidating? I mean everyone says I have a resting bitch face and I'm imitating from what I've been told. But I've never really felt how it is to be around someone who also is that.