The Heart Of UK, Or The Crown Of USA?
It's Time
****After the Arrival to LA (Back at Blake’s Mansion) ****
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Kimberly's POV:
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I finally had the support and warmth I needed the most; my dad’s and my baby sister. I can’t honestly describe how much I cried once I hugged my dad and when I came in, he didn’t even comment; he just kept holding me because he knew why I was being tortured. And that smile on my baby sister’s face was more than enough for me to cheer up a little. GOSH HOW MUCH I HAVE MISSED THEM! DON’T WORRY I’M HERE TO STAY, KIMBERLY IS BACK… BUT HARRY… UGH! ENOUGH ABOUT HIM KIMBERLY, YOU CAN’T DO ANYTHING! It was already 9:00 pm, and because of the jetlag, emotional pain, and my red eyes from the crying; I needed to put Cindy in her bed and head to my own to just calm myself down.
****The Next Morning****
You want to know what I did all night. Prepare to laugh ironically on me: I kept looking at the pictures on my phone of Harry and I. Each picture with a memory of its own. The engagement party, the Christmas holiday, the lunch in T.G.I Fridays, and the sleepovers he had over my suite in the hotel. Indeed I kept smiling and crying every time I saw his face and mine smiling; it made my eye burn every time my lens saw a caption. I woke up with the phone vibrating in my hand; I must have slept holding it with all the unforgettable memories flashing through it. I cleared my throat and sat up to read the text I received:
*Text*
From: Sandra P.
Sent at: 11:30 am
“Hey Kimmy, I hope you arrived safely. I’m coming to visit you once I hope back to US in 2 days! Don’t ask I just need to see you and we need to have a talk <3 Everyone misses you here. Xx”
*End of Text*
I didn’t reply back, I just placed my phone on the nightstand and went to shower. The shower made me remember how I and Harry shared it back in his own house, and I couldn’t help but smile to the thought of that. After I was done with showering, and putting my clothes, makeup, and doing my hair (http://www.polyvore.com/back_to_la_land/set?id=98680254), I slid down the hallway to check on my little sister. She was playing with one of the house keepers joyfully; I can’t believe that I actually envied her for being this happy and carefree at this moment. She doesn’t even know what breakup means, and how hard I am suffering; all she sees in me is a smiley person who takes care of her at all times.
“Miss Blake, your father left early to his job. Since you arrived yesterday, the press has been disappearing from the house’s exterior. It’s good to have you back Miss.” The employee spoke, and I smiled as she walked away and let me be with my sister alone. “How’s my favorite rock star in the world?” I picked her up and tickled her tummy as she laughed spontaneously. She wrapped her tiny hands over my neck and placed her head on my shoulder, as I carried her downstairs. “Mademoiselle Blake, your breakfast is ready; Monsieur Trevor is waiting in the dining room.” Bruno, my trustworthy and efficient French butler greeted me as I nodded to what he spoke, and walked in the dining room with Cindy in my arms. “Good morning Kim. I came by with the letter; I know you didn’t feel like writing it, so I did that instead of you. Here (He handed me the paper as I sat Cindy beside me on a separate chair, and placed myself on one.) Check if it’s ok, and sign down here if you agree so we can send it immediately.” I took the pen and paper from Trevor and read it as the breakfast was being served on the table. “Bruno get me a cup of tea please?” He stood there and replied: “But Mademoiselle, you always drink café late in the morning?” I looked at him as if he said something astonishing, but I replied: “I want tea from now on, is it possible or shall I make it my own?” He nodded in disappointment of my harsh tone, and took the cup away to the kitchen.
SORRY BRUNO, SORRY EVERYONE! I CAN’T BE MYSELF IF MY OTHER HALF IS ON THE OTHER PART OF THIS GLOBE! AND TO ADD MORE FLAVOUR TO MY PAIN, WE AREN’T TOGETHER! OH GOD… “(I signed the letter, and gave it back to Trevor.) You have everything written perfectly there. Send it as soon as you can to the committee.” He nodded and sipped a little from his coffee, I brushed Cindy’s curls with my fingers and she giggled as she was managing to chew a piece of toast. SHE’S SO ADORABLE. I GUESS SHE’S THE ONLY REASON I CAN CHEER UP FOR THESE DAYS.“Kim, do you mind me asking you something?” Trevor interrupted my thoughts, and I replied quickly in fear: “If it’s about yesterday then don’t even think about it Trev, I can’t deal with this for quite a while. Oh and please I need guards to be hired as soon as possible. Make them two; I want full protection wherever I go. I can’t keep the paparazzi attacks wherever I turn.” He lifted one eye brow in confusion; but it is what I really want. I KNOW I SAID I DON’T WANT ANY BODY GUARDS WHEN I COME BACK, BUT MY CASE IS SENSITIVE AND I NEED MY PROTECTION. A text on my phone stroke my attention, as I swiped my phone to unlock and read it:
*Text*
From: Harry S.
Sent at: 11:54 am
“I can’t sleep, I can’t eat, I can’t think straight anymore… I want you in my life permanently. Please forgive me. I know I embarrassed you yesterday. I miss your touch, I miss your smile. Please tell me you’re ok.”
*End of Text*
I laid my phone on the table slowly, and tilted my head low as I felt like a wave of tears pushing themselves out. YOU KNOW WHAT? NO I’M NOT GOING TO SPEND MY LIFE LIKE THIS ANYMORE. I HAVE TO DO SOMETHING, I KNOW IT ISN’T WHAT ANYONE CAN IMAGINE ME DOING, BUT I GUESS IT’S TIME. “Arrange a meeting with the committee tomorrow; I need to have them listen to me personally instead of the letter.” Trevor directly replied: “What’s wrong?” I shook my head and get up to take a deep breath of fresh air in my garden. THIS IS IT, NO MORE REGRETS, NO MORE HURT, AND NO MORE PAIN. HARRY I HOPE YOU’LL HEAR ABOUT WHAT WILL HAPPEN TOMORROW; I DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU’LL REACTION WILL BE, BUT I’M PRAYING DEEPLY FOR A SUCCESS ON MY MISSION.
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Kimberly's POV:
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I finally had the support and warmth I needed the most; my dad’s and my baby sister. I can’t honestly describe how much I cried once I hugged my dad and when I came in, he didn’t even comment; he just kept holding me because he knew why I was being tortured. And that smile on my baby sister’s face was more than enough for me to cheer up a little. GOSH HOW MUCH I HAVE MISSED THEM! DON’T WORRY I’M HERE TO STAY, KIMBERLY IS BACK… BUT HARRY… UGH! ENOUGH ABOUT HIM KIMBERLY, YOU CAN’T DO ANYTHING! It was already 9:00 pm, and because of the jetlag, emotional pain, and my red eyes from the crying; I needed to put Cindy in her bed and head to my own to just calm myself down.
****The Next Morning****
You want to know what I did all night. Prepare to laugh ironically on me: I kept looking at the pictures on my phone of Harry and I. Each picture with a memory of its own. The engagement party, the Christmas holiday, the lunch in T.G.I Fridays, and the sleepovers he had over my suite in the hotel. Indeed I kept smiling and crying every time I saw his face and mine smiling; it made my eye burn every time my lens saw a caption. I woke up with the phone vibrating in my hand; I must have slept holding it with all the unforgettable memories flashing through it. I cleared my throat and sat up to read the text I received:
*Text*
From: Sandra P.
Sent at: 11:30 am
“Hey Kimmy, I hope you arrived safely. I’m coming to visit you once I hope back to US in 2 days! Don’t ask I just need to see you and we need to have a talk <3 Everyone misses you here. Xx”
*End of Text*
I didn’t reply back, I just placed my phone on the nightstand and went to shower. The shower made me remember how I and Harry shared it back in his own house, and I couldn’t help but smile to the thought of that. After I was done with showering, and putting my clothes, makeup, and doing my hair (http://www.polyvore.com/back_to_la_land/set?id=98680254), I slid down the hallway to check on my little sister. She was playing with one of the house keepers joyfully; I can’t believe that I actually envied her for being this happy and carefree at this moment. She doesn’t even know what breakup means, and how hard I am suffering; all she sees in me is a smiley person who takes care of her at all times.
“Miss Blake, your father left early to his job. Since you arrived yesterday, the press has been disappearing from the house’s exterior. It’s good to have you back Miss.” The employee spoke, and I smiled as she walked away and let me be with my sister alone. “How’s my favorite rock star in the world?” I picked her up and tickled her tummy as she laughed spontaneously. She wrapped her tiny hands over my neck and placed her head on my shoulder, as I carried her downstairs. “Mademoiselle Blake, your breakfast is ready; Monsieur Trevor is waiting in the dining room.” Bruno, my trustworthy and efficient French butler greeted me as I nodded to what he spoke, and walked in the dining room with Cindy in my arms. “Good morning Kim. I came by with the letter; I know you didn’t feel like writing it, so I did that instead of you. Here (He handed me the paper as I sat Cindy beside me on a separate chair, and placed myself on one.) Check if it’s ok, and sign down here if you agree so we can send it immediately.” I took the pen and paper from Trevor and read it as the breakfast was being served on the table. “Bruno get me a cup of tea please?” He stood there and replied: “But Mademoiselle, you always drink café late in the morning?” I looked at him as if he said something astonishing, but I replied: “I want tea from now on, is it possible or shall I make it my own?” He nodded in disappointment of my harsh tone, and took the cup away to the kitchen.
SORRY BRUNO, SORRY EVERYONE! I CAN’T BE MYSELF IF MY OTHER HALF IS ON THE OTHER PART OF THIS GLOBE! AND TO ADD MORE FLAVOUR TO MY PAIN, WE AREN’T TOGETHER! OH GOD… “(I signed the letter, and gave it back to Trevor.) You have everything written perfectly there. Send it as soon as you can to the committee.” He nodded and sipped a little from his coffee, I brushed Cindy’s curls with my fingers and she giggled as she was managing to chew a piece of toast. SHE’S SO ADORABLE. I GUESS SHE’S THE ONLY REASON I CAN CHEER UP FOR THESE DAYS.“Kim, do you mind me asking you something?” Trevor interrupted my thoughts, and I replied quickly in fear: “If it’s about yesterday then don’t even think about it Trev, I can’t deal with this for quite a while. Oh and please I need guards to be hired as soon as possible. Make them two; I want full protection wherever I go. I can’t keep the paparazzi attacks wherever I turn.” He lifted one eye brow in confusion; but it is what I really want. I KNOW I SAID I DON’T WANT ANY BODY GUARDS WHEN I COME BACK, BUT MY CASE IS SENSITIVE AND I NEED MY PROTECTION. A text on my phone stroke my attention, as I swiped my phone to unlock and read it:
*Text*
From: Harry S.
Sent at: 11:54 am
“I can’t sleep, I can’t eat, I can’t think straight anymore… I want you in my life permanently. Please forgive me. I know I embarrassed you yesterday. I miss your touch, I miss your smile. Please tell me you’re ok.”
*End of Text*
I laid my phone on the table slowly, and tilted my head low as I felt like a wave of tears pushing themselves out. YOU KNOW WHAT? NO I’M NOT GOING TO SPEND MY LIFE LIKE THIS ANYMORE. I HAVE TO DO SOMETHING, I KNOW IT ISN’T WHAT ANYONE CAN IMAGINE ME DOING, BUT I GUESS IT’S TIME. “Arrange a meeting with the committee tomorrow; I need to have them listen to me personally instead of the letter.” Trevor directly replied: “What’s wrong?” I shook my head and get up to take a deep breath of fresh air in my garden. THIS IS IT, NO MORE REGRETS, NO MORE HURT, AND NO MORE PAIN. HARRY I HOPE YOU’LL HEAR ABOUT WHAT WILL HAPPEN TOMORROW; I DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU’LL REACTION WILL BE, BUT I’M PRAYING DEEPLY FOR A SUCCESS ON MY MISSION.
Notes
Poor Kimberly, you know what? I think she is hurting even more than Harry is! Look at her! She can't even control her behavior with anything anymore, except her little sister. I'll tell you why: Cindy (Kimberly's Little Sister) is the symbol of innocence and purity in this story, that is the objective from her presence; and that is how she affects all the characters when they are around her. Even though she can't speak, but she is able to shine as a main strike in this story. We are all freaking out on our prince Harry. I know we all want him to eat, and live normally; but you got to admit this phase isn't an easy track to keep up with, right? <3 Let's take a little travel back to London to check up on Harry's POV:KEEP READING ANGELS! :D xx
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10/5/13