h.s.

I’m sorry by the way…

It’s okay, Laura. There’s no shame in admitting that I gave you several orgasms. Don’t worry, Logan can’t hear us. Neither, actually. I’ve got a hot date with the Azoffs tonight. Adrian’s practically an apparition in my life at the moment. Last time I saw her, she was practically telling me to sod off. And Emily.. Emilia -- let’s not be a dick about it, yeah? You could always go for the au naturel snap by the pool and call it a day. It’s the right of passage for every LA model. I’ll even let you use my face to censor the privy parts. Let’s be real, no one’s going to fly all the way to Australia for some New Year’s Eve party. 

You’re very easy to see through, you know. It’s the eyes, I think. They give you away much too often. That’s LA for you. I would have at least gone for a purse or something. If you’re looking for caffeine, there isn’t a shortage of it. You can find a coffee house within a two mile radius wherever you go, I assure you. Are you hinting at an offer to buy you a coffee to make up for it? Is that what you’re trying to do, Williams? -- It’s the restless gene.

Harry listened to Logan speak with trained eyes and whirlwind of apprehensiveness swimming within him. Although he had known Logan most of his life, he couldn’t help but feel some scepticism seep through his thoughts. Then again, he knew it had more to do with his distrust in most people these days than it did with Laura and Logan. At that, Harry pursed his lips, fully aware that it wasn’t his place to speak. “Love, love, love--” Harry mused playfully, a contrasting piercing grin tugging on the corner of his lips “What is it good for? Absolutely nothing”. After that, Harry remained silent for a moment before speaking up again “I’m glad. That you’re here, I mean. I’ve been keeping her company, but I’m sure it’s not exactly the same. Have you got a ride out of here? Because I was just about to phone Pete--”