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I ended up being trapped in the hospital for two weeks. The girls came and visited me a couple of times and I miss them a lot. The guys also came a couple of times, they didn't fail to make me laugh! Lou and Paul had also stopped by but Lou couldn't come as often as Paul, due to her busy schedule.I am sitting on the uncomfortable hospital bed trying to think of something to do.
I grabbed my white iPhone and scrolled through my contacts. I came across one that I haven't talked to in a while. I hit the call button and waited with anticipation.
The phone rang about twice until she picked up.
"Hello! Isabelle here!" She greeted me happily.
"Hey, Izzy!" I chirped. "It's Jade."
"Hey, Jade! Oh my gosh, we haven't talked since the grocery store day!" She said. I laughed at her choice of words.
"Yah! Oh my gosh, we need to get together." I said.
"So, are you alright?" She asked. I was just about to respond until she started blabbering into the phone. "Oh my God... Are your ribs okay? What about your arm? I tried to come and meet you but the security guards wouldn't let me through!"
"Wait... Security guards?" I asked.
What the hell?
"Yeah, security guards. There are a whole bunch of fangirls outside the hospital!" She said, "And you must be wondering how I know what you broke?" She said.
I nodded even though she can't see me. I am such an idiot.
"Yes, I am." I spoke.
"You were all over the news! The fandom went berserk!" She literally yelled into the phone.
I laughed at the crazy amount of attention I got. I hate getting attention from the paparazzi. Just thinking about it makes me dizzy.
"So are you actually pregnant with Harry's child?" She asked nonchalantly.
I choked on the water I was sipping.
"What?!" I screamed into the phone.
Oops... That was a tad bit louder than I meant for it to be.
The door flew open and I nurse rushed in.
"Ms.Collins, do you need anything?" She asked quickly. I shook my head and thanked her.
After she left, I took a moment to compose myself.
"Where'd you hear that?" I asked rather shakily.
"Oh it's all over the news!" She chirped, not catching the fact that I'm absolutely shocked.
As much as I like Harry, I don't want to be known like that. There is a lot of clearing up to do.
Isabelle and I talked for about an hour until a knock of the door interrupted us.
"Izzy, I have to go now. Maybe text me later?" I suggested. I heard a sigh from the other end.
"Awe. Okay, I'll text you later." She said sadly.
"It was nice talking to you, Izzy." I said.
"Same to you! Hey, we need to get together!" She claimed. I laughed and agreed.
"Okay, bye Love!" I chirped.
"Bye!"
Wow... The British is really rubbing off on me.
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The Assistant ➵ h.s
FanfictionJade Collins is a 19 years old teenager. She has just completed her degree for Media Makeup at the College of Fashion, in London. Just as she is done her last day at college, she is offered a job as an assistant to a expert Makeup Artist, reason bei...