"LONDON!!" I yelled grabbing her school bag. London was my 5 year old daughter. Sadly I had wanted to have a 5 year old daughter a little later in life, considering the fact that I'm only 20, but thats what happens when you make stupid mistakes. I stopped to take a quick look at myself in the mirror before I headed to work. I was wearing a pair of dark wash jeans, a white top and a navy blue blazer. My 5 inch wedges gave extra height to my 5'7 frame and my blonde hair was pulled back in a high ponytail with a few strands falling out. I watched as London came bouncing down the stairs. Her brown hair was around mid-back and her green eyes made her look stunning. She looked so much like her dad I was afraid one day someone would spread the word and he would find out. Yes, London's dad was the one and only Harry Styles. We used to date before the X-factor and thats how she came a long. We never really talked after she left so I raised her by myself. I adjusted the strap on her dress as she ate her toast and said
"I'm ready Mommy!" she said, I laughed and picked her up, strapping her into her car seat.
"Here's your lunchbox, baby girl, don't forget it ok." I said as we started to drive.
After I dropped London off at school I headed to work. I worked as a photographer for major events, and people payed me a lot of money for it. Today I was headed off to the studio to shoot some band for there new perfume. I parked in the lot and my best friend Kasey came running out.
"You're late Jay," she said. Jay is what she called me instead of Jade. She handed me a warm peppermint mocha. It was almost christmas and I love the drinks at Starbucks this time of year.
"I know but, I had to drop London off at school," I said giving her a hug and walking into the studio. My boss Matt was waiting in the studio. Matt was the kind of guy that was considered a stud, but I considered him one of my really good friends.
"You're late Jade," he said smiling at me, "You know if your late to much more I can fire you," he said
"Yeah but you wouldn't," I smirked and set up my camera. "Ok so who are we shooting today?" I asked
"Some british boy band called one direction." he said. I almost spit out my coffee ONE DIRECTION, that was harry's band,he probably won't recognize me, after all when we dated my hair was a dyed black and I was a lot shorter. Every since he left I stopped dying my hair black and let it go back to it's original pale blonde color (I was going through a goth phase when I was 15) plus I had grown a good 4 inches. I calmed my self down and turned to matt
"Ok I'm ready bring them in," I said turning on my camera. He returned quickly and introduced me.
"Ok boys this is your photographer, Jade West," I waved and shook there hands
"Ok well should be get started," I said looking at Harry noticing that he hadn't stopped staring at me.
"Jade," he whispered before he moved in front of the camera
"That's a wrap!!!" I shouted relived. The shoot was a lot more fun than I had expected. I was packing up my stuff when I noticed harry in the corner leaning against the door frame.
"Jade West," he said smirking "you look... different," he paused "I like it,"
"Hi Harry," I said my voice slightly chilly, I mean how could you blame me, this man has been out of my life without even contacting me for 5 years.
You dyed your hair blonde?" he asked raising an eyebrow
"No I just washed out the black dye," I said standing up strait to look him in the eye.
"You never told me you had blonde hair," he said walking closer to me. In my 5 inch heels I was almost his height maybe an inch shorter. "And you grew, quite a lot. I remember when you had to stand on your tippy toes to kiss me,"
"Well that was a long time ago," I said taking a step back, "How long are you in New York for?" I asked desperately trying to change the subject from out past relationship.
"Till February," he shrugged, there was an awkward silence and I checked my watch, Shit it was 3 I had to pick London up from school.
"Um, I gotta go, I guess I'll see you around," I said giving an awkward wave. I started to walke when I felt an arm pull me back
"Can I at least get your phone number?" he asked
"Sure," I said giving it to him, then picked up my bag and headed to the car. Right as I entered I got a text
P.S you looked so hot today