9th September 2014
Harper
September has always been my favourite month, it wasn't hot nor cold, school would restart which meant a new schedule and school uniform. It was the month of new beginnings.
But this September has been my favourite of all septembers. I flew out yesterday along with Sienna to New York for my debut on Fashion Week, this would be my week - Samantha's words not mine.
It would be even better if Harry were here but he's on break for a week and decided to spend time with Anne which I fully understood and encouraged.
"So, just stand here and everyone will work around you, okay?" An assistant smiled. She was an assistant for the label I was walking for.
I did as told and stood where I should have whilst I was measured top to bottom then fitted with the clothes I'd be wearing.
"Are you excited?" Kendall grinned as we sat eating lunch together, all the models had been given a break.
"And nervous," I reply. It was great to see Kendall again, I had missed her a lot whilst being in the UK, but finally after nearly two months of skyping - we were finally reunited. I was so relieved when Kendall and I were both casted, I'm sort of an outsider with other models.
"I was too, I've only been doing this a year so I still get scared,"
I nod.
"But we have each other," She sticks her tongue and I laugh.
. . .
"Have a good day?" Harry yawns as I yawn too. Sienna was beside me trying to stay awake so she could speak to him.
"Great day," I smile. "You?"
He nods. "Yeah, it was alright."
I frown noticing his bed was different. "Are you at your mums?"
He swallows. "No, I'm staying in a hotel, her house is full of guests."
"Oh," I pout. "Can't wait to see you," I hear Sienna sigh and I look down at her, she was fast asleep.
Harry smiles. "I finish tour in a month,"
"Then you're all mine?"
"More or less, apart from album promo,"
Harry and I these past couple months had really worked on our relationship, I could tell at times he wanted more but knew he held back because I was cautious. We spoke everyday without fail, even if it meant two texts to say hi how are you. We both made sure that no matter what we'd take time to talk. And although it was hard because Harry had tour and I had my career, we worked it out and slowly but surely we're getting to exactly where we need to be.
"Well, I'll let you get some sleep. Big day tomorrow huh?"
I try to smile but the thought of the amount of people that would be there scared me. And the thought he wouldn't be there scared me even more.
"Hey," He speaks softly.
I look at him, sat in bed shirtless, hair guarded by a hairband.
"You'll be fine," He encourages. "I promise.. I'll even watch online, yeah?"
I nod enthusiastically. If I know he's watching it'll give me some kind of peace. I was told repeatedly all day that all eyes would be on me, that scouts were there looking for the next big thing, looking for people to sign and add to their collections.
"What if I fall?"
"But what if you fly?"
I roll my eyes at the cheesey quote, he always teased me about it as the quote was once in my twitter bio.
"Seriously,"
Harry sighs, a small smile on his face. It wasn't cheeky or of mockery, it was cute and encouraging. "I promise you won't fall,"
I huff.
"I love you Harper,"
My stomach was filled with a hundred butterflies. "I love you, Harry."