Imagine part 4//
When we arrived our new house that we had to share I was shocked. It was beautiful, it was a big modern house, with a lovely pool and lot's of room. "Do you need help carrying anything in?" I asked trying to be polite, knowing I had to spend everyday with him, or at least see him everyday. He just gave me an intense look, and by that I knew he didn't want my help. I sighed and walked in, the sound of my heels echoing through the large house for each step I took. I didn't want to say anything to Harry as I walked over to the kitchen, loving that the house was already furnished perfectly most of the furnitre grey, black or white, but decorated with beautiful flowers and pictures on the wall. I took a deep breath as I heard steps behind me, not wanting to speak to him, knowing how rude he acted. I looked at him for a second as he passed me, turning on the coffe maker. He didn't say anything, and I could hear his breathing. I hated this. Every feeling inside me was full of hate, I felt trapped. "You can have the bedroom on the south part of the house, closer to the pool. I'll uhm.. I'll be upstairs", he mumbled giving me a hint that he didn't want to sleep or literally be in the same room as me. I didn't answer, I just stood in the same spot not knowing what to say. "That's fine", I finally say and he turns around, his eyes got a little big when he met mine, and he quickly looked away, not wanting eyecontact. I took a deep breath and found a bottle of champaigne and poured me a glass. "Uhm.. Do you want a glass?" I asked trying to have a slight conversation with me. He shakes his head and walkes past me. "I quit", he said making me wonder what he meant. Then I understood. He quit drinking alcohol. I sighed and drank it up, walking to the room he said I could have. I hoped to not meet him in the hall, and I didn't. I opened the door and looked at the room. It was beautiful, the bed was huge, the luxury bathroom looked more like a spa, and the closet was a girls dream. I smiled and started packing out my stuff. I finished after about 30 minutes and decided to get ready for bed. I brushed my teeth and put my hair up in a bun, removing all the makeup, I changed into my favorite T-shirt my ex-boyfriend Marcus gave me. I had to leave him all because of this contract... It hurt. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, letting reality kick in. I slowly got up, and walked towards the bed, but just before I turned off the light I was inturrupted by a knock in the door. "Come in", I said softly, shortly after seeing Harry with his normal face expression, emotionless, I couldn't read what he felt. "We have to go out for breakfast tomorrow together.. The band will be there, be ready at ten, and don't make me angry", he said and closed the door not even waiting for me to respond. I knew he hated this as much as I did, and I knew he wished to be happy, maybe he left his girlfriend too.. I didn't know. I got under my covers and turned off the light. I needed a good night sleep for tomorrows events, wondering where they would take me.//
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