"The toughest decision I've ever had to make is whether to walk away or try harder. If I walk away, life won't be the same without him.... but if I try harder, I might end up fighting alone."
|A Harry Styles fanfic. | Situations in this work of fict...
"If Harry saw you, he wouldn't let you out of his sight!" Lottie says spinning me around after finishing my makeup....she's mad talented. I wanted to have Alex hire her at the salon, she would make an amazing stylist and artist.
I had on black leather skinnies with thigh cut outs all the way down and a black cropped top under a red leather jacket with knee high boots to match.....I decided on my hair being straight with heavy dark makeup, thanks to Lottie, to top it off. Red lips of course.
"Anne!!" I yell with my mouth falling open at how gorgeous this woman Harry calls mum is.
"It's too much isn't it?" She says with her hands out and a worried smile across her face.
"No!" Gemma, Lottie, and I all say in unison....
"Are you sure you aren't still 25?" Lottie asks her as we all agree and giggle.
We took several photos and selfies with each other while waiting for our car to pick us up. Anne had reserved a limo. When it had arrived, she kissed Robin, her husband, goodbye as he waved us off and reminded us to be careful. He is the sweetest man and I loved watching him with Anne. I admired his affection for her.
Once we were in the limo the selfies continued and Gemma pours the champagne....
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Lottie cranked up the music as Anne tilted back an entire glass and we all cheered her on laughing.
I opened the sun roof and pulled up Gemma with me into the bitter cold London air to raise our arms and yell our howls into the night. Lottie quickly squeezed in and joined us....Gemma puts her arm around our waists and says, "She Wolf Pack!" loudly into the night. We were only missing Lou.
We were laughing so hard the wind was taking our breath away. I plopped back down into my seat in the limo and we danced in our seats and sang the whole way to the venue.
When we arrived, we of course saw a few cameras flash from some club goers but we ignored them and continued on with our fun.
"Night two!" Anne says clinking our classes together.
"Night two bitches!" Lottie says making us laugh and clinking her glass of soda to ours. She drank in the limo with us but wasn't yet old enough to drink in the UK to drink in public.
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