Evening the Score
Elena Rose Bennett is a world class athlete, Harry Styles is an International pop star. Both of them lead extraordinary lives, but when they happen to meet by chance, they do the most ordinary thing there is.
Harry opened the door to exit the bathroom after showering and getting himself ready to go for his day. While the other activities Jeff had planned had hit Harry out of nowhere, this day had been planned for months. Harry’s CD had been released. He was going to do a round of all the morning talk shows and some satellite interviews. Then he was headed to some record stores to sign CDs and last but not least he had lunch with some lucky contest winners.
He’d barely gotten two hours of sleep after returning at 3 am the night before, but he was so hopped up on adrenaline at the moment, that sleep was an afterthought.
Elena, however, was not. She was still asleep, still wrapped in his hoodie and clutching the pillow in almost exactly the same position she’d been in the night before.
He sat on the bed, studying her face for a few moments. He hated leaving her in bed like this. Hell, he hated leaving her at all. The real life obligations of their careers were starting to get in the way.
Harry leaned down and kissed her cheek,
“Wake up, Pretty Girl.”