AHHHHH HELLO EVERYONE!!! I hope this finds you well! It's release day!! I am so excited for you guys to read this story! It's raw, its emotional, it's silly, it's the perfect ending to this rollercoaster of a series!
I do hope that you enjoy it! As always, it starts off a little slow, but the more it progresses, the more interesting it gets. This is by far my favorite one, and I hope it lives up to your expectations!!
Okokokok here we go, the first chapter of Only The Finest Lines! Enjoy!
Eve's POV:
Being in love with someone is a funny, funny thing. It's amazing. It's exciting. But it can be frustrating, infuriating, and so freaking difficult. Especially if the person you are in love with hates your guts.
I've been in New York for almost two years. I've been writing with some pretty amazing people. I've been traveling, meeting new people, living my dream. It's been so exciting, but all that time I felt like a piece of me was missing.
I've missed LA. I've missed my friends. While being away was good for me, I need to be home. I need to be with my friends and my sister. I've been itching to go back, and now I finally can.
"Do you need more tape?" Sam asks me as she grabs the roll of tape off the counter. We're in my apartment in New York packing my things, getting ready to fly back to LA.
"Nope, this should cover it. Do you think we'll make it to the airport in time?" I ask, checking my watch. We have to finish taping the boxes and put them in the truck and then leave in an hour. She lets out a laugh, not answering me because I asked her the same question two minutes ago.
"Have you told everyone I'm moving back?" I ask, trying to be subtle. She sees right through me. "He doesn't know, E." she says, a sad look on her face. "And to be honest I'm not sure he wants to."
"Yeah, you're probably right." I tell her as I mark the last box. She gives me a sympathetic look. "It's fine, really. He has his reasons. I had mine. What happened, happened. We've both moved on." I tell her, not even convincing myself.
Have I gone on dates? Yeah, of course. Have any of them gone anywhere? Not a single one. It's partly my fault. I mean, they were great guys, but none of them could compare to Harry.
"Eve, it's okay to still love him, I'm sure he still has significant feelings for you." she says, trailing off at the end. She looks worried, like she overstepped.
"I'm sure he hates me." I say, but realize I'm not joking. She gives me another sorry look. "I'm fine I promise. Let's get the rest of these boxes down stairs." I tell her, ending the conversation. I don't want this conversation to last any longer than it has to.
We load the boxes in the truck, and head to the airport. I'm not as sad leaving this place. It was only temporary, and the excitement of going back home is overwhelming. Still, I won't forget this place and the opportunities that it gave me.
The airport is crowded, and usually that wouldn't have bothered me, but ever since the breakup article was released, it puts me on edge. People still blame me for the breakup when they don't even know the whole story. It's infuriating, and I wish Harry would come right out and say it was his fault, but of course that wouldn't be good for his career.
We make it through security and take a seat, waiting for our flight to be called. I get a few stares, but nothing out of the ordinary, which I am thankful for. I thought when I moved to New York, I would leave the fame and the Hollywood drama behind me. Unfortunately that wasn't the case.
We board the plane and take off, heading back home. The flight is long and boring, and of course the nerves started to kick in right before we landed. Oh gosh I'm home. I am the closest to Harry I've been in almost two years. Okay no big deal.
We get out of the airport as soon as we can. We look around and soon enough we see Mitch and Sarah waiting by their car. They wave us over and suddenly a huge smile crosses my face. I missed them so much.
I drop my things in the trunk of their car and hug them both, not remembering the last time I saw them. They hug Sam, then we all get in the car and start heading back to my apartment. They don't mention Harry, but I can tell they are thinking about it, and to be honest, I want to know what they have to say.
"You can tell me. It's alright." I tell them, catching them slightly off guard. They look at each other before Sarah starts talking.
"So, Jeff asked us to ask you something. You can say no, but we want you to hear us out." she starts. I start to get nervous. "He wanted to see if you could help out with Harry's second album." she says cautiously. My mind starts running a million miles an hour.
"I would, but you and I both know Harry wouldn't want me there." I tell them honestly. I would love to write with them again, but circumstances have changed, and it's just hard to picture anything happening between Harry and I being peaceful.
"Actually, it was his idea." Mitch adds, and with that my heart starts beating out of my chest. "Wait, he knows I'm back?" I ask, even though it shouldn't matter.
"He knew you were coming back soon, but he doesn't know you came home today." Sarah tells me, calming my nerves. That gives me a few days to prepare. "But he is coming by the house later, and we were going to invite you so that we can talk about work and just hang out. Sam and Alice are coming..." she says, trying to persuade me. Guess I have a few hours to prepare.
"Okay, fine, but don't expect tonight to go well." I warn them. They seem a little nervous, and for good reason.
I look out the window and see the familiar streets and shops, then before I know it we are pulling up at my apartment complex. Sam and I grab our luggage, and head up the elevator to my apartment. Before I even open the door I can hear Roman and Alice playing. I let out a laugh, look at Sam, and open the door. Home sweet home.
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Before I say anything else, the next chapter is so much better!!
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Only the Finest Lines [h.s]
FanfictionThird and final book in the Only Angel Series. After spending almost two years in New York, Evangeline Williams finally moves back to LA. With a new album needing to be written, will new loves, old loves, and history get in the way? "I don't think y...