♡ | T H E : A R C H E T Y P E S | ♡ CHAPTER 10

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'You've had a landscaper and a house keeper since you were born 

The starshine always kept you warm 

So why see the world, when you got the beach 

Don't know why see the world, when you got the beach 

The sweet life.'

It was 2 hours until my performance and I was hiding in my dressing room, fixing my hair and brushing on my makeup  

Harry waited patiently by my side.  

I would often find him gazing at me through my mirror.

When I had finished, I went to sit in his inviting lap and we just chatted.

Specifcally for the occasion, I wore my 'Hollywood' outfit from the music video.  

Harry rubbed my thigh in a soothing motion as I began my pre-show warm-up.

Harry led me to the backstage and I realized how lucky I am to recieve his support and encouragement.

I heard the cheers and I was very much excited to perform.  

After hearing the annoucement for my entry I kissed Harry hard on the mouth and he sent me away with a swat on the bum.

"A fat security making place for me  

As soon as I touch down in old L.A.  

He said,"Oh, my god, you look just like  

Shakira.  

No, no, you're Catherina Zeta." 

"Actually, my name's Marina." 

I loved to out-play that part of the song.  

I continued to dance around the stage and sing to the audience.

I caught several glimpses of Harry and he had his arms crossed in a reserved stance but, a massive grin on his face.

After particular songs, I'd head over to him just to recieve his review or simply kiss him.

At one point, I was so enticed in our kiss that I didn't acknowledge the fact that 'Valley of The Dolls' had started.

At the end of the show, I curtsied and ran off the stage.

I beamed at Harry, still in high-spirits from my performance and his presence.

"I'm going to take you out to dinner." Harry stated as I changed behind a curtain in my dressing room.  

"Really?! You don't have to.."I trailed.  

"I want to Marina." He insisted.

"Fine. If you insist " I huffed.

Secretly, I wanted nothing more than Harry to wine and dine me in Vegas.

END OF CHAPTER 10

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