Backstage (h.s)

7. He loves me

Esme

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Wherever you stray

I follow

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when I left the studio I was shocked that Matthew said yes to Harry and the band coming to dinner, I don't know Harry that well but I do know that he's not the most polite person in the world can't imagine what Zayn and Liam are like and Is Niall coming, I met him once in the snack room and he was stuffing a bunch of gummy bears in his mouth

I went home and took a quick nap, Patrick texted me saying he was out and that he would meet me at the dinner, I was happy sort of that I would have the house to myself, I didn't know what kind of mood Patrick would be in when I got home but now I didn't have to worry about that

I just woke up about ten minutes ago the time being four-eighteen in the afternoon, Matthew told Harry to be there at five sharp, so I'll leave the house in twenty minutes to be there early

I push myself up from my couch and I look at the complete mess of the house that Patrick made, I was only gone for four hours today and he trashed the place, I'll have to tell him when we get home tonight, I walk into our bedroom and I see the sheets all ruffled up not made like it was earlier, it kind of looks like he did it on purpose like he wants me to clean, I step past it and I feel a sharp pain in the bottom of my foot, I yell slightly and I fall backwards onto the bed, I look on the floor and I see one of my broken plants on the floor and I happened to step on one of the shards of the broken pot it was in

I see the gash at the bottom of my foot and I see the blood drip out of me, I pull out the piece that was stuck in my foot and I feel tears fall out of my eyes from the pain, I stumble to our bathroom thats connected to our room and I open up one of the drawers, finding our first aid kit I pull out a gauge and a wrap to hold the cut and make it less painful for me to walk, I had to learn this in our self defense training when I was little, being a family member of a royal family comes with a lot of preparing just in case someone seeks revenge or has a motive to hurt us

I put a disinfectant spray on it and I yell at the pain of the burning sensation that spreads on my foot, I wrap it up and I step on it lightly, I can barely feel the pain anymore and I walk back to the dresser, I sweep up the shards and dirt and the rest of the plant and I throw it in the garbage, I race back up to the room and I throw on a quick outfit

I decide on blue flow jeans and it has a tie where the buttons would go to hold them up, I throw on a burnt orange crop top it has a halter cut and it has blue and yellow flowers that are embroidered on It, I put on some beige chunky boots and I leave my hair down, I put on a pair of sunglasses they have an orange film in the middle of them