Pulling up to the parking lot of the studio, you notice that its nearly empty aside from his white vintage Mercedes, which you park beside, and a truck you recognize as Jeffs. You open the glass door to the establishment, pulling the bundle of pictures out of your purse and getting ready to show them to him.
Even when you put on dresses for things like graduations or parties, he had complimented you with a sweet, “You look so beautiful, darling. How did I get lucky enough to have you?”
The dresses were something especially important to you, so you walked into the studio pushing all of the negative thoughts about his opinions on the wedding out of your mind, and focused on the positive reassurance that he would be as excited about dresses as you were.
When you walk into the recording room, Jeff is sitting at the control board, headphones tightly wrapped around his ears as he edits what you assume is a newly recorded demo. Harry sits with Mitch, discussing what you think is an idea for a new song on the album, or specifically what it will be installment loans MI about. You assume Mitch rode with Jeff to the studio because you didnt see her car in the parking lot.
“Y/N! ” You walk towards her, adjusting your bag to one side of your body before meeting her warm embrace. While hugging Mitch, you visibly notice Harry rolling his eyes and going back to typing on his Macbook at the table next to you.
“What are you doing here?” Mitch asks happily. He then notices the small stack of dress photos in your right hand, smiling widely in response.
“I was going to ask Harry about the wedding. Youll be coming, right?” You ask her. He accompanies the gesture with an, “Of course! I wouldnt miss it for the world.”
“Hey” You tell him. He notices you, but continues to click and type at his laptop, his eys never leaving the screen.
“So I was talking to Mariah about the backdrop of the altar, she told me it all varies depending on which dress I choose. You always seem to cancel the dress shopping so-” He cuts you off, finally looking at you but holding a defensive position. He crosses his arms over his chest, “Well I have work to do.” He states.
“Yeah, yeah, I wasnt trying to make it seem like you purposely did it.” You immediately counter, trying to get rid of any hostility that seems to arise in conversation.
“But I know you cant make it to coming with me, so I brought the designs here. Since we have to make the decision really soon.” You lay down the stack of wedding dress photos on the table hes working at, dodging some of the papers messily scattered around the desk. You lay out a few dress designs, admiring all the pretty looks. When you look back up at Harry, you realize he isnt even looking at you, and instead is typing away at his computer once again.
Mitch nods, gesturing with her hands and shaking them as if He was saying “obviously”
“Harry!” You snap him out of his work, waving your hands in front of his face like Mariah had done to you earlier.
“What? Im busy. Couldnt this have waited until tonight?” He annoyingly snaps at you. He seems irritated by your presence, and although that hurts you, youre more mad than sad.