The Heart Of UK, Or The Crown Of USA?
Relationship? I Guess...
****2 Weeks Later****
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Kimberly's POV:
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By now, a lot has been changed in my life. Managers have been begging me to hire them, because normally this is what I must have in the role I received. I finally decided on one, and thankfully he has been able to show his efficiency in managing my interviews, and all sorts of events that I must make an appearance on. His name is Trevor Anderson, and it was a shocker for me once I knew that he is about 23 years old. I guess his hard work and experience hides the fact that he is young in the industry. He and my dad were always in the office discussing my plans and role representation; honestly I think they both understood each other perfectly. He earned everybody’s respect with previewing his own first. As for my prince charming and I, we have been struggling to find time to talk; I won’t lie but we were close to having our first fight as a couple. Harry has been drowning in his work as much as I am, and when I was free he would be busy & vice versa. We both are trying our hardest to keep things going like they should between us, but it’s really hard when we both have a career to run; not to forget that we aren’t in the same county. Don’t estimate anything please, I still have the same passion for him as much as I did when he was here; I think this entire headache is because I miss him a lot. His promise was kept about our daily contact, we always make time to call each other, message, or even have a Skype session. But a girl like me always over estimates that someday Harry will leave me because we both are struggling with work and distance.
****This Evening****
I am now in the living room with Trevor, discussing the campaign that I must do as the Queen of USA. We have been running through different ideas to be honest, but none was making me feel that it was right. “Trev, I’m tired. Please let us take a break... Pfft!” I whined like the spoiled brat that I am, and he nodded as the pen in his hand rested on the table. “You need to think of all of these ideas, study them well. I just hope you’ll be able to choose one soon.” He laid his head back on the couch and shook his head from the exhaustion; it’s nearly 12:00 am. I unlocked my I-Phone and checked if my boyfriend left me a message, but I frowned a little to find nothing. “Harry issues again?” Trevor asked me as he noticed my facial expression. “It’s been a whole day since I heard anything from him. I’m worried he is starting to let me go...” Trevor rubbed me knee to calm me down, but I decided to do something instead. “Give me a few minutes please.” I stood up and walked over the hallway as I dialed Harry’s number. I NEED TO KNOW IF HE’S ALRIGHT! HARRY I’M SCARED!
*Phone Conversation*
Harry: “Hello beautiful.” (His voice made me feel a bit calmer, but he didn’t sound so cheeky at all)
Me: “Harry, are you ok? I haven’t heard from you since yesterday. You also don’t sound good at all. What’s wrong?” (I think my voice reflected nervousness.)
Harry: “(He sighed) Kim, I’ll talk to you later, I’m still at work...” (He’s ignoring me!? What is with him!?)
Me: “You do know that it’s me your talking to, right? Baby, please just tell me what’s bothering
you.”(The first part I snapped, but the rest was sounding sad and confused.)
Harry: “(He yelled) KIMBERLY NOTHING IS WRONG WITH ME STOP OVER REACTING! JESUS I’LL TALK TO YOU LATER I PROMISE...”
Me: “Bye Harry.” (I was mad to the extreme! Harry yelling at me!? Since when!? You don’t yell at me Mr.!)
Harry: “(He groaned) I’m sorry I yelled ... please don’t get upset.”(I think he noticed what he did wrong.)
Me: “Ya sure. Bye.”
*Phone Call Ended*
This is not right at all! First he didn’t talk to me for a whole day, then he tries to end my call, and finally he yells?! I guess I was right, Harry doesn’t like me like he used to anymore. My estimation was all right from the beginning; but I know that I won’t call him anymore after this. If he wants me then he’ll call. Where did your tender care and love go Harry...? Where...?
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Harry’s POV:
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I can’t tell her the truth, and the fact that I felt guilty made me yell at her. I am being tortured with what I have done last night. I suppose that last night’s events are the reason I can’t talk to her normally anymore. Wondering what happened? I’ll tell you everything:
****The Previous Night (Flashback) ****
I was at a club, celebrating the evening with the boys on our new song that we wrote. Well, I actually did most of the writing; believe it or not it’s about Kimberly. Back to the point, we were at the French Tavern club, drinking our hard work while summing up the success, until I found myself thinking of my girl; it made me sad so I gulped down more shots of tequila. The rest of the night was blurry; I just recall that I woke up to find a girl I never knew in my bed. I went insanely crazy and I hated myself to pieces because of what I just witnessed. The girl woke up after I jumped from bed, and said those unforgettable words: “Good morning sexy. Can you call me by my name instead of Kimberly today? Hehe.” That moment was when I noticed the reality point. I slept with a girl that I don’t know, and I kept calling her Kimberly, because I was insanely drunk I suppose. If the love of my life found out about this, she’ll never forgive me what so ever.
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Kimberly's POV:
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By now, a lot has been changed in my life. Managers have been begging me to hire them, because normally this is what I must have in the role I received. I finally decided on one, and thankfully he has been able to show his efficiency in managing my interviews, and all sorts of events that I must make an appearance on. His name is Trevor Anderson, and it was a shocker for me once I knew that he is about 23 years old. I guess his hard work and experience hides the fact that he is young in the industry. He and my dad were always in the office discussing my plans and role representation; honestly I think they both understood each other perfectly. He earned everybody’s respect with previewing his own first. As for my prince charming and I, we have been struggling to find time to talk; I won’t lie but we were close to having our first fight as a couple. Harry has been drowning in his work as much as I am, and when I was free he would be busy & vice versa. We both are trying our hardest to keep things going like they should between us, but it’s really hard when we both have a career to run; not to forget that we aren’t in the same county. Don’t estimate anything please, I still have the same passion for him as much as I did when he was here; I think this entire headache is because I miss him a lot. His promise was kept about our daily contact, we always make time to call each other, message, or even have a Skype session. But a girl like me always over estimates that someday Harry will leave me because we both are struggling with work and distance.
****This Evening****
I am now in the living room with Trevor, discussing the campaign that I must do as the Queen of USA. We have been running through different ideas to be honest, but none was making me feel that it was right. “Trev, I’m tired. Please let us take a break... Pfft!” I whined like the spoiled brat that I am, and he nodded as the pen in his hand rested on the table. “You need to think of all of these ideas, study them well. I just hope you’ll be able to choose one soon.” He laid his head back on the couch and shook his head from the exhaustion; it’s nearly 12:00 am. I unlocked my I-Phone and checked if my boyfriend left me a message, but I frowned a little to find nothing. “Harry issues again?” Trevor asked me as he noticed my facial expression. “It’s been a whole day since I heard anything from him. I’m worried he is starting to let me go...” Trevor rubbed me knee to calm me down, but I decided to do something instead. “Give me a few minutes please.” I stood up and walked over the hallway as I dialed Harry’s number. I NEED TO KNOW IF HE’S ALRIGHT! HARRY I’M SCARED!
*Phone Conversation*
Harry: “Hello beautiful.” (His voice made me feel a bit calmer, but he didn’t sound so cheeky at all)
Me: “Harry, are you ok? I haven’t heard from you since yesterday. You also don’t sound good at all. What’s wrong?” (I think my voice reflected nervousness.)
Harry: “(He sighed) Kim, I’ll talk to you later, I’m still at work...” (He’s ignoring me!? What is with him!?)
Me: “You do know that it’s me your talking to, right? Baby, please just tell me what’s bothering
you.”(The first part I snapped, but the rest was sounding sad and confused.)
Harry: “(He yelled) KIMBERLY NOTHING IS WRONG WITH ME STOP OVER REACTING! JESUS I’LL TALK TO YOU LATER I PROMISE...”
Me: “Bye Harry.” (I was mad to the extreme! Harry yelling at me!? Since when!? You don’t yell at me Mr.!)
Harry: “(He groaned) I’m sorry I yelled ... please don’t get upset.”(I think he noticed what he did wrong.)
Me: “Ya sure. Bye.”
*Phone Call Ended*
This is not right at all! First he didn’t talk to me for a whole day, then he tries to end my call, and finally he yells?! I guess I was right, Harry doesn’t like me like he used to anymore. My estimation was all right from the beginning; but I know that I won’t call him anymore after this. If he wants me then he’ll call. Where did your tender care and love go Harry...? Where...?
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Harry’s POV:
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I can’t tell her the truth, and the fact that I felt guilty made me yell at her. I am being tortured with what I have done last night. I suppose that last night’s events are the reason I can’t talk to her normally anymore. Wondering what happened? I’ll tell you everything:
****The Previous Night (Flashback) ****
I was at a club, celebrating the evening with the boys on our new song that we wrote. Well, I actually did most of the writing; believe it or not it’s about Kimberly. Back to the point, we were at the French Tavern club, drinking our hard work while summing up the success, until I found myself thinking of my girl; it made me sad so I gulped down more shots of tequila. The rest of the night was blurry; I just recall that I woke up to find a girl I never knew in my bed. I went insanely crazy and I hated myself to pieces because of what I just witnessed. The girl woke up after I jumped from bed, and said those unforgettable words: “Good morning sexy. Can you call me by my name instead of Kimberly today? Hehe.” That moment was when I noticed the reality point. I slept with a girl that I don’t know, and I kept calling her Kimberly, because I was insanely drunk I suppose. If the love of my life found out about this, she’ll never forgive me what so ever.
Notes
Oh no... Harry did it! :O :( :/ Let me clear out why did Harry attempt such act, in case someone needs more explaining from you angles: Harry was thinking a lot about Kimberly, and he misses her so much. The moment he got sad from not being able to see her, he started drinking and he even slept with an anonymous girl; the lovely fact is that he kept calling her Kimberly instead of her name all night during their heated intercourse.Ok I know that we are all mad from Harry's action, but i just want to clear out that he did it because he was drunk/frustrated. What will happen next?
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