Los Angeles to London
Information Overload
Alex's POV
I was grateful for everything that Burberry had done for me so far, but couldn't they at least have left me a bed to sleep in?
"Shit! What am I going to do?"
"You could stay with me." Harry smiled.
"I'd love to, but I can't just live with you, at least not right now. I really enjoyed staying with you last night, but I need to get my life in some sort of order." I regretted having to be so blunt about the situation.
But seriously, what the hell was I going to do? I didn't have enough money to furnish an entire apartment, and I couldn't ask Harry to do it for me.
"Do you guys have Ikea here?"
"Yeah.."
"Is it close?"
"It's not close, but it's not that far."
"Can we go, so I can at least get a bed to sleep in tonight."
"Sure."
Harry's POV
I really wished that Alex would let me take care of her. I realized that she was pretty independent, but still I wish she would just stay one more night at my house with me. But maybe that was "moving too fast" like she had said earlier.
"Can we go, so I can at least get a bed to sleep in tonight."
I wanted so bad to tell her no, that she could stay with me, but that would be selfish of me. I knew she needed to get her life back to some kind of normalcy.
"Sure." I reluctantly agreed.
Alex stepped out of my embrace and turned to face me, placing a simple kiss to my cheek.
"Thanks." she said, grabbing my hands and bringing them to her chest. "I appreciate it." she continued.
An hour later we were pulling into the car park at Ikea. On the way over Alex was making a list of the things she wanted and then after stressing about how much money she had she revised her list, only allowing herself to get the things she needed.
We went in to Ikea, she picked out the bed she wanted, a dresser, and a rug to go on the cold hardwood floors. We made it to the living room section, she picked out a modest couch and chair set. We then headed over to the dinning room section, since Alex's kitchen had a breakfast bar in it she decided to go for two bar stools instead of a full on table.
We made our way to the tills. I wanted so badly to pull out my debit card and pay for her, but I knew that she wouldn't let me. Plus I could see it now, tomorrows headline "Harry's Mystery Girl, Actually a Gold Digger!"
After we paid we arranged for her things to be delivered to her place.
"Is there a place like Target, you know that sells like sheets and towels and stuff?"
"Yeah there's a store called Asda, we passed one on our way here."
"Great! I need to get bedding and towels and cooking things, also I need to go to Tesco's again to get some food."
"Ok." I loved how excited she was about her new place.
We went to all the stores she needed to go to. I noticed people watching us and taking pictures, I hope she hadn't noticed. It didn't seem like she did, maybe she was acting like she hadn't for my sake. We got back to her place just in time to meet the delivery guys. We unloaded everything and set up her furniture.
She washed her sheets and duvet as well as her towels. I finally finished putting her dresser together when I smelled something delicious coming from downstairs.
I made my way down stairs, she was making us dinner. She looked so beautiful standing in her kitchen cooking.
"Harry, its kinda cold in here. Can you figure out how to turn on the fireplace?"
"Of course."
I went to the living room and got the fire place working. I returned to the kitchen. Her back was to me, she was messing with something on the stove. I walked over to her and wrapped my arms around her, I don't know why, but doing that sent shivers through me. She was, in the words of John Travolta in Greece" ELECTRIFYING. I moved her hair out of the way, exposing her neck. I placed my eager lips to her neck.
"It smells amazing." I said referring to the food.
"Thanks, it's grilled chicken with brown rice and vegetables."
"Healthy, eh?"
"Yeah, living in Los Angeles your entire life teaches you somethings. Like this dinner is really "trendy and on point" right now, where as burgers and fries are out." she laughed.
"Well, I don't care what we eat, as long as I get to spend time with you."
"Me too." she agreed.
She plated the food and poured us some wine. We went into the living room, sitting in front of the fire place and ate dinner.
She had said earlier that we needed to learn more about each other.
"So tell me about your family."
Alex's POV
We were eating dinner when Harry had asked about my family, I knew that one day I'd have to tell him about how my dad died when I was a baby and how my mom struggled to take care of us both.
"Well," I gulped. "My mom met my dad when they were just teenagers, my mom was out with her friends at a bon-fire on the beach when she met my dad. She was smitten instantly. She always tells me that my dad was such a "babe". I laughed, and so did Harry. I continued "They dated for about 4 months when they decided they didn't want to spend another day without each other. So when they turned 18 they got married. They were married for 3 months when they found out that they were pregnant with me, my dad was so excited when he found out, he had always wanted to be a dad. My mom was a little nervous about being a mom so young, but still she was excited. They welcomed me into the world on October 26,1992. They named me Alexandra Rose Leon. When I was born my dad was working at as a security guard at a tv station, and my mom was a waitress, going to school to be a dental assistant, it was hard for them to get by. When I was about 6 months old my dad got a job offer to be a security guard for some up and coming singer, he took the job since it paid more than the tv station. So, he was working as the body guard for about two months when he had to travel with the singer to a show in Vegas, my mom was a little upset that he had to go to Vegas, but since it paid good money she tried to get over it. My dad and the singer, and the singers entourage where supposed to take an airplane to Vegas, but something went wrong so they ended up having to drive there instead." I paused looking at Harry, he looked confused, like why was I telling him this long story. But I continued. "So they left, they weren't very far from Vegas when my mom got a call. It was the police informing my mom that my dad had been in a car accident and that they didn't think he was going to make it. My mom was heart broken, she rushed her and I to the hospital that my dad was at, but by the time we got there he was gone." I started to tear up, I had never told anyone this story before. Not even TM, but he never asked me. He was pretty self consumed and never really wanted anything to do with me unless we were having sex.
Harry took my hands in his, trying to comfort me. "My mom went into this deep depression and denial. The love of her life had just passed away and she was left there 19, widowed, and a new mom. Sure my grandparents tried to help her, but my mom was so hurt that she pushed us away from the rest of our family. She managed to finish school and she became a dental assistant. She worked long hours and I spent most of my time in daycare. From a young age my mom taught me to not rely on anyone. I went to school, I made a few friends, but no one that I could call my best friend. When I entered middle school my mom decided that she wanted to go back to school to become a dentist. She set her mind to it and achieved her goal. Now she has her own practice, she is really an amazing woman."
I stopped myself from going any further into detail. I examined Harry's face, information overload.
"Shit, I'm sorry."
Harry's POV
Wow, that was a lot to take in. I could tell by her tears that she hadn't trusted anyone enough to tell them all that she had just told me.
"Shit, I'm sorry." she whispered.
I shook my head. "No, don't be." I took her hands. "I was the one who asked."
She relaxed at my touch. There was so much about her, she had this tough past, but still had this passion for life.
"Thank you for trusting me enough to tell me all of this."
She sighed and smiled. She looked content.
Alex's POV
Seriously, how did I get so lucky to meet such a sweet guy like Harry, he listened to every word I had just said, not once looking bored.
I looked at my phone to see that it was getting late.
"It's getting late."
"It is." he agreed.
"I have this big meeting with Burberry tomorrow morning. We are going over what kind of makeup I'm going to do on the models for fashion week, and I'm going to do some trial runs."
"That sounds like fun. Are you doing the makeup trial runs on the models tomorrow?"
"Yeah, I'll be doing Cara Delevingne's makeup."
Harry's POV
I gulped, shit, I had forgotten about Cara. Should I tell Alex now that I used to date Cara? Or wait? I mean Alex and I weren't official or anything. Surely she already knew though? It had been all over magazines months ago. But then again she hadn't know when my birthday was, and that was pretty common knowledge. But I would rather her hear it from me than anyone else.
"Alex, I have something to tell you."
"Why so serious?" she joked.
"Well, a while back, like almost a year ago, Cara and I dated. It wasn't anything serious, but I thought you should hear it from me instead of someone else."
She removed her hands from mine.
Fuck.
I was grateful for everything that Burberry had done for me so far, but couldn't they at least have left me a bed to sleep in?
"Shit! What am I going to do?"
"You could stay with me." Harry smiled.
"I'd love to, but I can't just live with you, at least not right now. I really enjoyed staying with you last night, but I need to get my life in some sort of order." I regretted having to be so blunt about the situation.
But seriously, what the hell was I going to do? I didn't have enough money to furnish an entire apartment, and I couldn't ask Harry to do it for me.
"Do you guys have Ikea here?"
"Yeah.."
"Is it close?"
"It's not close, but it's not that far."
"Can we go, so I can at least get a bed to sleep in tonight."
"Sure."
Harry's POV
I really wished that Alex would let me take care of her. I realized that she was pretty independent, but still I wish she would just stay one more night at my house with me. But maybe that was "moving too fast" like she had said earlier.
"Can we go, so I can at least get a bed to sleep in tonight."
I wanted so bad to tell her no, that she could stay with me, but that would be selfish of me. I knew she needed to get her life back to some kind of normalcy.
"Sure." I reluctantly agreed.
Alex stepped out of my embrace and turned to face me, placing a simple kiss to my cheek.
"Thanks." she said, grabbing my hands and bringing them to her chest. "I appreciate it." she continued.
An hour later we were pulling into the car park at Ikea. On the way over Alex was making a list of the things she wanted and then after stressing about how much money she had she revised her list, only allowing herself to get the things she needed.
We went in to Ikea, she picked out the bed she wanted, a dresser, and a rug to go on the cold hardwood floors. We made it to the living room section, she picked out a modest couch and chair set. We then headed over to the dinning room section, since Alex's kitchen had a breakfast bar in it she decided to go for two bar stools instead of a full on table.
We made our way to the tills. I wanted so badly to pull out my debit card and pay for her, but I knew that she wouldn't let me. Plus I could see it now, tomorrows headline "Harry's Mystery Girl, Actually a Gold Digger!"
After we paid we arranged for her things to be delivered to her place.
"Is there a place like Target, you know that sells like sheets and towels and stuff?"
"Yeah there's a store called Asda, we passed one on our way here."
"Great! I need to get bedding and towels and cooking things, also I need to go to Tesco's again to get some food."
"Ok." I loved how excited she was about her new place.
We went to all the stores she needed to go to. I noticed people watching us and taking pictures, I hope she hadn't noticed. It didn't seem like she did, maybe she was acting like she hadn't for my sake. We got back to her place just in time to meet the delivery guys. We unloaded everything and set up her furniture.
She washed her sheets and duvet as well as her towels. I finally finished putting her dresser together when I smelled something delicious coming from downstairs.
I made my way down stairs, she was making us dinner. She looked so beautiful standing in her kitchen cooking.
"Harry, its kinda cold in here. Can you figure out how to turn on the fireplace?"
"Of course."
I went to the living room and got the fire place working. I returned to the kitchen. Her back was to me, she was messing with something on the stove. I walked over to her and wrapped my arms around her, I don't know why, but doing that sent shivers through me. She was, in the words of John Travolta in Greece" ELECTRIFYING. I moved her hair out of the way, exposing her neck. I placed my eager lips to her neck.
"It smells amazing." I said referring to the food.
"Thanks, it's grilled chicken with brown rice and vegetables."
"Healthy, eh?"
"Yeah, living in Los Angeles your entire life teaches you somethings. Like this dinner is really "trendy and on point" right now, where as burgers and fries are out." she laughed.
"Well, I don't care what we eat, as long as I get to spend time with you."
"Me too." she agreed.
She plated the food and poured us some wine. We went into the living room, sitting in front of the fire place and ate dinner.
She had said earlier that we needed to learn more about each other.
"So tell me about your family."
Alex's POV
We were eating dinner when Harry had asked about my family, I knew that one day I'd have to tell him about how my dad died when I was a baby and how my mom struggled to take care of us both.
"Well," I gulped. "My mom met my dad when they were just teenagers, my mom was out with her friends at a bon-fire on the beach when she met my dad. She was smitten instantly. She always tells me that my dad was such a "babe". I laughed, and so did Harry. I continued "They dated for about 4 months when they decided they didn't want to spend another day without each other. So when they turned 18 they got married. They were married for 3 months when they found out that they were pregnant with me, my dad was so excited when he found out, he had always wanted to be a dad. My mom was a little nervous about being a mom so young, but still she was excited. They welcomed me into the world on October 26,1992. They named me Alexandra Rose Leon. When I was born my dad was working at as a security guard at a tv station, and my mom was a waitress, going to school to be a dental assistant, it was hard for them to get by. When I was about 6 months old my dad got a job offer to be a security guard for some up and coming singer, he took the job since it paid more than the tv station. So, he was working as the body guard for about two months when he had to travel with the singer to a show in Vegas, my mom was a little upset that he had to go to Vegas, but since it paid good money she tried to get over it. My dad and the singer, and the singers entourage where supposed to take an airplane to Vegas, but something went wrong so they ended up having to drive there instead." I paused looking at Harry, he looked confused, like why was I telling him this long story. But I continued. "So they left, they weren't very far from Vegas when my mom got a call. It was the police informing my mom that my dad had been in a car accident and that they didn't think he was going to make it. My mom was heart broken, she rushed her and I to the hospital that my dad was at, but by the time we got there he was gone." I started to tear up, I had never told anyone this story before. Not even TM, but he never asked me. He was pretty self consumed and never really wanted anything to do with me unless we were having sex.
Harry took my hands in his, trying to comfort me. "My mom went into this deep depression and denial. The love of her life had just passed away and she was left there 19, widowed, and a new mom. Sure my grandparents tried to help her, but my mom was so hurt that she pushed us away from the rest of our family. She managed to finish school and she became a dental assistant. She worked long hours and I spent most of my time in daycare. From a young age my mom taught me to not rely on anyone. I went to school, I made a few friends, but no one that I could call my best friend. When I entered middle school my mom decided that she wanted to go back to school to become a dentist. She set her mind to it and achieved her goal. Now she has her own practice, she is really an amazing woman."
I stopped myself from going any further into detail. I examined Harry's face, information overload.
"Shit, I'm sorry."
Harry's POV
Wow, that was a lot to take in. I could tell by her tears that she hadn't trusted anyone enough to tell them all that she had just told me.
"Shit, I'm sorry." she whispered.
I shook my head. "No, don't be." I took her hands. "I was the one who asked."
She relaxed at my touch. There was so much about her, she had this tough past, but still had this passion for life.
"Thank you for trusting me enough to tell me all of this."
She sighed and smiled. She looked content.
Alex's POV
Seriously, how did I get so lucky to meet such a sweet guy like Harry, he listened to every word I had just said, not once looking bored.
I looked at my phone to see that it was getting late.
"It's getting late."
"It is." he agreed.
"I have this big meeting with Burberry tomorrow morning. We are going over what kind of makeup I'm going to do on the models for fashion week, and I'm going to do some trial runs."
"That sounds like fun. Are you doing the makeup trial runs on the models tomorrow?"
"Yeah, I'll be doing Cara Delevingne's makeup."
Harry's POV
I gulped, shit, I had forgotten about Cara. Should I tell Alex now that I used to date Cara? Or wait? I mean Alex and I weren't official or anything. Surely she already knew though? It had been all over magazines months ago. But then again she hadn't know when my birthday was, and that was pretty common knowledge. But I would rather her hear it from me than anyone else.
"Alex, I have something to tell you."
"Why so serious?" she joked.
"Well, a while back, like almost a year ago, Cara and I dated. It wasn't anything serious, but I thought you should hear it from me instead of someone else."
She removed her hands from mine.
Fuck.
I hope you're okay, love. You can always talk to me if you feel the need.
8/11/14