The Weeks Between • HS

Week 10: Part 2 • Harry

*** French translations will be in the comments.

It's the day before we head out in our trip. Of course, I have a video call with Jeff scheduled for this morning, and I can pretty much guess what it will be about.

-----Video Call from Jeff -----

"Morning, H."

"Morning, Jeffrey. To what do I owe this urgent video call?

"Well, we talked about doing the music video for "Golden" in Italy." I guess I was wrong. This was NOT what I thought this call was going to be about.

"Yeah. I remember. Didn't we settle on filming the beginning of October for that?"

"I talked with Ben and Gabe yesterday, and they had another project pull out due to Covid. So, they have availability towards the end of your trip."

"You mean the trip I leave on tomorrow?"

"Yeah, that trip." Jeff says, looking at me
like he does when he has already made plans and he is just telling me about them.

"You know I am not taking that trip alone. What do you expect me to do with my guests?" I ask him and he rolls his eyes.

"Well, filming should only take two days. So, they could come and watch or just hang out at your house." As he says it, I realize that this is going to be the first time that my two worlds will collide in front of Nola. First being the world I've been living the last couple months and second, the world I lived in before that. Seems I will be living it that second world after all of this, at some point, as well.

"Well, this doesn't seem like one of those things you were calling to ask me. It seems more like one of those things you were calling to TELL me."

Jeff shakes his head. "You can always say 'no', and you know that." He sounds rather annoyed with me, so I'm guessing that I probably shouldn't if I want to avoid pissing him off.

"I know I can say 'no', but would it make it easier if I agreed to do it earlier?"

"Yes, because we could get the video out almost a month sooner. People want to connect with you, H. Anything we can feed them right now is good."

"Alright." I say, sighing in partial defeat. "Book it and send me the dates. I might ask Nola if she wants to stay for it or head back to England without me. Could we fly them back on the jet before I go?"

"If you pay for it, you can fly whoever the hell you want on the jet." Of course. If I'm aboard, it cost nothing because it can be billed as transportation for the music video. Honestly, I don't care if I have to pay. I can make it work.

"I'll talk to her about it on the way down."

"You sent her information through to security, right?"

"Yeah, I did," I tell him. I feel a little guilty about my means for procuring her information, though. Remember that time that I held her credit card and license for her on our run? I snapped a photo to send to Jeff. In order for her to drive, he needed it for the insurance. Plus, this way, I didn't have to make a big deal over getting it.

"Well, in that case, Have a great trip and DRIVE SAFE. I'll call in a few days to go over some more video details when we have things more solidified."

"I will."

"And thank you," Jeff says.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah... Save it for the in-person ass kidding."