Trouble in LA | Harry Styles

Chapter 32

Kyla's POV

1 month later

I woke up to my alarm blaring. Is it seriously already 7 am? I honeslty don't even remember what happened last night. All I remeber is going to the club with the boys Brent Skye and Connor. I don't normally drink, but when I do, I go hard core. I don't even know how we got in there since some of us are underage. Oh well.  I went to get changed. The thing about me is that if I'm a week before my period and get drunk, I don't get hangovers. Which is something I'm really thankful for. This is my second week in the studio. It's been a little hard recording properly when I'm in a wheelchair, but tonight I go in for a doctors appointment to see if I can get the cast off my arm. If I can then that means I can be on crutches.

"KYLA! YOU'RE GONNA BE LATE!" Liam yelled from down stairs. I gave him a hug.

"You do realize Skye probably has a huge hangover and will shoot you if you make anymore noise." I said. She is the main person you want to stay away from when she is hungover. It's scary. Until I'm fully healed Liam is driving me to the studio. He won't let anyone else drive because he's over protective, but I'm used to it and love him anyway. My album is almost completly finished. I can't wait for everyone to hear it. I heard my One Direction ringtone go off. Just because Liam's my brother doesn't mean I can't love the band.

"Hello?" I asked. Perks to never checking the caller ID.

"Hey Kyla! Today you won't be working on your album. Managment wants you to do a deut with the artist that's coming in so you can get some publicity." My manager said.

"Come on! Isn't Liam Payne bing my nig brother enough?" I asked.

"You're doing it." They said and hung up. Rude much? The car ride was pretty silent because I was mostly just trying to figure out what had happened last night. But I still have nothing. We made it to the studio and Liam helped me inside. It's kind of nice actually. He's like my peasant. We went to the special 'buisness room' I was suppose to go to. I got to the door and gave Liam a hug.

"See you later brother." I said.

"Be good. No more dancing on tables with Jack Johnson." He said.

"That was one time!" I said. Okay I came here not to long before the accident and ran into Jack Johnson, we are close friends now, and we decided to dance on the tables when Ariana Grande came on but you know what, THAT IS NOT YOUR BUISNESS! I opened the door to see one of the most beautiful human beings standing right in front of me. I could hear the angels singing and I must've looked retarted because I'm pretty sure I sat there for five minuetes.

"Hi I'm-"

"I know who you are." I said smiling like the worlds biggest idiot. Kyla, you have a boyfriend. Calm yourself. He smiled. KILL ME NOW.

"Don't worry, I know who you are, I'm a big fan of you too." He said. I must look like a retard! He just gave me a compliment and what am I doing? Staring at him. Way to go me. I've met a lot of celebrities in my lifetime, but I've never met him. I'm close friends with some of his close friends. But yet here I am. I tried to act like a normal human and moved over to the table.

"It's good to see you guys be fans of each other," The big man boss person thing said. But fans? Pleaase I know every single detail about this guy. I was so much calmer when I met Brent. I wonder what he's doing right now. I wonder what Harry's doing too. *Slaps self* Kyla, you're in a meeting, FOCUS!

"As you know, you guys will be doing a deut together, there are good and bad things that will come out of this situation for the two of you. You will both use each other for publicity and get more famous. Kyla, we know this might hurt you, but it's good for the publicity. We'll get to that in a second. You two will be spending a lot of time with each other."

"What do you mean this might hurt me? What are you going to make me do?" I asked.

"We'll get to that." I groaned. You have to be kidding me. Why would this suck for me, why only me? Why not Shawn? Yes, I never said this before but the amazingly fine speciman I'm doing the deut with is the one and only Shawn Mendes. I always get mad at Nashy-Poo for not introducing me to him because, who wouldn't get mad? If you're friends with one of his friends you're going to want to meet them eventually.

"Anyways, the duet will obviously be about love. The song title and the song will be given to you at the end of this little meeting and you two will be went to practice and something that we will get too in a second. Kyla, would you mind getting Brent on the phone and putting it on speaker?" They asked.

"I guess so." I hate being so clueless.

"Hello?" He asked. I smiled. I love his morning voice.

"Hey." I said,

"Hey how are you?" He asked.

"I'm okay, I'm uh, with managemnet right now and uh, they wanted to talk to you. Shawn's here ttoo." I said.

"Oh hey Shawn!" He said once I out the phone on speaker.

"What's up bro?" Shawn asked.

"On topic please." Managment said.

"Sorry." I mumbled.

"Listen, Kyla, Brent, this is going to sound crazy but it's what has to be done for your carrer Kyla. And Brent you also said you wanted to be a singer so this will help you as well. Just remeber what this is for. It's fo-"

"I get it can you just get to the point please!" I said getting irritated.

"You won't be able to dat e publicly. You'll need to have a fake public break up. But what wouls be better is for you to just break up completly." They said.