Styles Enterprises | H.S

Chapter Four

Selena

"Selena i'm fucking dying here!" Chris yells from his bedroom. I chuckle silently and shake my head, continuing to watch Friends, can you believe they have it on Netflix now? God was looking out for all of us. "SELENA FUCKING MARIE FUCKING CARTER" He yells and i burst out laughing.

"What do you want!" I yell back in between my laughter.

"To come help me out on what to wear! We have an hour left! I don't know how you managed to get ready so fast!" He spats.

"That's because i'm actually a girl and am a pro at getting ready in under an hour and a half." I call back and stand up off of the couch making my way to his room.

"My hairs done, my makeup is done- i know i don't wear any bitch don't comment on it i just want to sound like you- anyways my outfit i don't know like fuck! I thought i had it all planned out in the car." He shrieks.

"The outfit you had planned was perfectly fine Chris, you're over thinking it." I sigh and lean against the doorway.

"You look nice by the way." He frowns as he grabs his suit form his closet.

"Thanks" I smile slightly. "Get ready hurry up." I chuckle and make my way back to the living room.

As the time passes by Chris finally managed to get ready with about forty five minuets to spare. We're currently on the couches in the living room just talking about tonight. Him telling me how excited he is and basically his plot on how to turn Mr.Styles gay.

"So i was thinking maybe i could approach him and just kind of show him what i'm working with and really that's all i need to have him wrapped around my finger." He winks.

"That's it?" I raise an eyebrow. "That's your solid plan?" I chuckle.

"Selena this man is straight as fuck there's nothing i can do to have him want me," he frowns. "but i mean doesn't mean i won't try." He shrugs.

"You're insane." i chuckle shaking my head.

"You on the other hand... might catch his attention.. depends.. probably not though." He laughs.

"Gee, thanks." I shake my head.

"I mean it is possible." He smiles.

"Dude you said it yourself the guy dates super models." I laugh. "Do i look like i could be a super model?" I add and we both end up laughing. "You on the other hand might have a chance." I wink.

"We won't even be allowed to talk to him he's like royalty in the business world! We're lucky if Niall has us with him and Harry were to walk up!" He laughs and i join him.

A knock on the door startles us and i stand up to get it. Opening the door i see a man in a black suit. "Ms.Carter?" He asks.

"Yes?" I ask.

"Mr.Horan is in the car waiting, i'll be your driver this evening." He smiles.

"Oh, um yeah okay give us a second!" I say and he nods. I leave the door open and rush back to the living room. "Driver's here lets go!" I say and sit on the couch to put my heels on. Once i slide into them i stand up and grab my clutch as Chris turns the television off and walks beside me to the front door. We walk out and Chris locks the door and we follow behind the driver.

"I'm so damn excited i could shit a solid gold brick." Chris squeals.

"Oh my god please stop talking." I laugh.

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Picture on side is her dress (: Sorry it's short!