“yeah. You Should… You Should Probably Go. Okay? Bye.”

He extend his hand for her to take and lead her to the dance floor. It had been a while since Harry saw Julieta. "You look amazing." He was pleasantly surprised to see her at the event. "How are you enjoying the party so far? You meet a lot of interesting people at things like this. "

doe-eyed femme swivels to face source of masculine timbre , her ivory ensemble flittering due to movement . “  i'd like that very much .  ” small smile beginning to form , the suggestion was UNEXPECTED considering the eyes on his every action .

Harry couldn't help but keep his smile. "Come on. I'm not stupid. Drunk, but not stupid." Harry took a sip at his drink. "I've been watching you for a second. I know something is up." This was a party. He wanted to have a little fun. "I'll pay to know. Name your price. I won't snitch if there is a secret gathering in the gardens or something."

               facial  features  quickly  mask  innocence  as  she  pulls  herself  back  into  the  present  moment,  looking  upwards  towards  the  other  with  wide  eyes.  “  ——  i  simply  have  no  idea  what  you’re  talking  about.  ”

“… i still like to believe that you can tell if someone’s genuine or not”.

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"Are you always this straightforward?" He let out a chuckle. "I like that."

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" will you dance with me ?" He was being bold by asking. But what was the harm of it. They were in this massively public party, no one would question the pair partaking in a dance.

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It had been a good while since Harry really got invested in a role. His acting roles had been limited. With his years in the business, he had the privilege to handpick the roles he wanted to play. He wasn't going to sign onto anything. When he heard of the this fantasy best seller being worked on, he jumped onto the project. Like any good actor, he took on some research on the story. But just reading the book wasn't enough for him. He got his people to contact the author in hopes to set up a lunch with him. Harry reserved a table at one of his favorite cafes in the city. He had only been sitting for a moment before he noticed someone walking up to the table. Quickly he swiped the corner of his mouth to greet them. "Thank you so much for taking the time to meet me today. It's such a pleasure to meet you."

In the streets of New York, Harry never knew who he was going to bump into. Most of the time it was fans who recognized him but if he was lucky he would find someone who he knew. He was taking a walk to get his cup of needed coffee. He stopped waiting for a light to change when a gentle bump on his back had him turn around. The biggest smile spread on his face when he saw Elena. Before saying anything, he glanced at the cover in question. "No question she paid the magazine off." He has always had her back. "Clearly you are on a different level they don't understand. But why do you care about one magazine, El? Thought you were above tabloids."

𝑂𝑃𝐸𝑁  𝑆𝑇𝐴𝑅𝑇𝐸𝑅  𝐹𝑇.  𝐸𝐿𝐸𝑁𝐴  𝐶𝐴𝑆𝑇𝐼𝐿𝐿𝑂. 𝐿𝑂𝐶𝐴𝑇𝐼𝑂𝑁  :  magazine  stand.

               boredom  is  something  that  comes  naturally  for  the  castillo  actress,  constantly  needing  some  sense  of  chaos  in  her  world  to  occupy  the  restlessness  that  takes  place  within  their  mind.  red  bottoms  click  against  the  pavement,  glasses  shading  the  sunlight  from  their  eyes  and  slightly  shielding  themselves  from  the  onlookers  that  continue  to  do  the  double  takes,  only  boosting  the  ever  -  growing  ego  and  causing  a  smirk  to  sit  permanently  on  her  lips.  stopping  momentarily,  they  begin  the  back  step,  looking  towards  the  magazines  on  display  and  moving  closer  to  the  backside  of  an  individual,  peeking  over  their  shoulders  before  a  gasp  is  audibly  exiting  their  lips.  “  that’s  fuckin’  hurtful  and  bullshit  —  i  absolutely  wore  that  better,  look  at  my  cleavage  compared  to  hers,  who  the  fuck  writes  that  magazine  ?  my  grandmother  ?  ”

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"We’re really going to do this aren’t we?" The night hadn't lived up to his expectations yet. He was up for anything tonight.

Rubbing his glove clad hand together, Harry tried to keep himself warm. As the year was coming to an end, the weather was getting colder. And a winter in New York could be harsh. Harry pulled his coat tighter around him making his way into Central Park. The park during this time of year was the best to visit. He heard the footsteps approaching next to him. "Not yet. Close." Harry laughed it off. New York weather was nothing compared to England winters. "But if we do want to continue the day out here, I need some coffee."

air  grew  colder ,  scarves  came  out ,  steam  rising  from  the  grates  billowed  stronger  and  finn  adored  all  of  it .  the  contrast  between  the  big  grey  city  and  the  seas  of  reds ,  yellows  and  oranges  from  home  as  the  seasons  changed .  the  way  lovers  tucked  their  hands  into  the  other's  pocket  as  they  walked .  they  adored  seeing  the  normal  things ,  the  small  gestures  between  millions  of  people  sharing  a  city  that  made  everyone  anonymous ,  even  them ,  to  some  extent .  beanie  tugged  over  reddened  ears  to  shield  them  from  the  cold ,  sheepskin  jacket  pulled  tight  around  him ,  he  hoisted  himself  up  the  last  few  steps  from  the  subway  and  down  the  street  to  central  park .  "  sorry  i'm  late ,  "  he  said  as  he  walked  up  along  side  them .  "  i  hope  you're  not  too  frozen .  "

It had been years since Harry did any bidding for his father. After making a name of his own with his own movies, Harry and his father had different agendas. However with his father's health in question, this favor to meet Heidi for Harry Sr wasn't anything out of his way. "You were expecting my father, most likely." Harry walked into the office. "I'm here on his behalf." Harry took a seat. "I hope it's business. I don't want to know what my own father does for pleasure." He added a little lightheartedness. "He does apologize for not meeting in person, but he has been having some health concerns. Hope you understand."

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“   if it isn't you, what a surprise,  ” heidi hums, failing to fully acknowledge the other. her speedy fingers type on her phone, setting it aside before it buzzes again. she lifts up from her chair, casting the other a short - lived smile. “ is it business or pleasure?  come on, darling, take a seat. ”