The Strings Attached

Part 14

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"Did you learn a lot?" He asks her, handing her her coat.
"I guess I did." She smirks.

The flight was long, and painful and tiring. We got to Atlanta and as soon and we got back to the house we fell asleep instantly. I'm pretty sure I was too tired to go to my room because when I woke up the next morning I was on the couch.

I sit up slowly and yawn, and look around trying to get my vision back into focus. I blink a few times and I can see again. I drag my feet over to the kitchen to make some coffee for everyone.

About ten minutes later Harrison is shuffling his feet down the hall and into the kitchen. He has grey sweatpants on and a white t-shirt. He grabs a cup and pours himself a cup of coffee.

"Tom isn't filming till later today so I'll let him sleep in." Harrison says, his voice a bit scratchy and he takes a sip of his coffee.

"Great." I sigh and I take a sip. We stand there in awkward silence for a bit just waking up. "So, I never really asked you what you did in London." I say.

Harrison sighs and places his cup down on the counter. "Well I spent a lot of time with my family, and just browsed the city a bit. I also had lunch with a really pretty girl." Harrison smirks.

"Really? Who?" I ask, not knowing if he was talking about me or someone else.

Harrison turns to look at me and opens his mouth to say something but is interrupted by a long groan and yawn from Tom from the hallway. We both turn our heads and see Tom slowly walking like a zombie towards the kitchen.

"You okay mate?" Harrison asks, refilling his cup.

"I need coffee." Tom mumbles, reaching for a cup. He fills up his cup and puts the milk and sugar in. He sips and sighs. "That's better."

I snicker at him and roll my eyes. "Well, I'm going to unpack in my room and get ready I guess. What time are we leaving?"

Harrison glances at the clock on the stove then turns back to me. "Noonish, so in an hour and a half."

I nod and walk down the hall. I u pack the few clothes I brought and sit on my bed for a bit. I scroll through Instagram, not really seeing anything interesting. I sigh and grab a towel and head other to the bathroom to shower. I lock the door and take a hot steaming shower. I get out and head back to my room to get ready.

I change into a white godly t-shirt and tuck it into light denim shorts. I put on light makeup and blow dry my hair. I grab a pair of sunglasses and slip them on my head to push my hair out of my face.

"Damn, I look good." I say to myself in the mirror and look at myself side to side. "If only he would notice..." I trail off, thinking of Harrison. What I have noticed though was that I've been dressing to impress Harrison a lot.

I grab my camera back and my other bag and slowly walk out of the room, scrolling through some texts from Sam.

"Damn Alexa, showing off those last minute summer styles." Tom says when I walk to the living room.

I chuckle it roll my eyes. "I'm just enjoying the weather. Unlike you Mr Hoodie and Sweatpants." I say and sit down next to Tom on the couch.

Tom looks down at his pants and looks at his hoodie. "What? It's comfy." He smiles like an idiot at me.

Harrison pulls out his phone and turns around. "Hey guys." He smiles.

I look up stick my tung out but out up the rock star symbol. Tom scrunches his nose up and does that weird eye squint think, and Harrison just does his neutral face that looks so damn hot. After about a minute I get a notification saying Harrison tagged me in a post.

Hazosterfield: Back in Atlanta with there beauties.

I laugh and roll my eyes. "You know it." I say when I like the photo. Harrison looks over at me and smirks but keeps looking at his phone.

"We should probably get going." Tom suggests and twitches his mouth.

"Can I drive?" I ask, looking at both Tom and Harrison. They both shrug and Harrison tosses me the keys. I grab my bags and make my way to the car.

"I call shotgun!" Tom yells from the house. I roll my eyes.

"You always get shotgun." Harrison complains back to Tom, shutting the door and locking it.

"Who's spider-man? Not you! So I get shotgun." Tom grins and hops in the front seat. Harrison grumbles and climbs in the back.

"Really?" I say and look at Tom with a disapproving look.

"What?" He says all innocently.

I roll my eyes and start the car, then drive out of the driveway. The drive to set was pretty okay. I didn't talk a lot but Harrison and Tom did. Every now and then I kept catching Harrison's eye in the rear view mirror and boy, that guy gives me butterflies. We arrive on set and Tom hurries off to go meet Jon. Harrison and I casually make our way.

"So, what's the plan?" I ask as we are making our way to stage.

Harrison shrugs and continues to look forward. "There's nothing much we can do right now. He's doing a bunch of CGI stuff, not really filming."

"Do you want o go around town, see what we can see?" I stop walking at look up at Harrison. "I can text Tom and tell him our plans, and that he can text us when he's finished."

Harrison slowly starts to smile. "Sure. That sounds great." He says and we start walking back towards the car.

I get into the drivers seat and he hops in the passengers seat. I quickly look at him and smile before starting the engine. A day in town with Harrison Osterfield.