Roni stood stunned in the middle of Mr. Jenkins office. "Ms. Delevingne has proof that you stole fromo her and posed as her." Her boss slides the newspaper across the desk, the picture of her wearing Cara's outfit on the front.
"I can explain. I put the outfit back. And I never meant to steal your identity."
"Right. I'm sure the maid trying to get close to Harry Styles meant nothing by pretending to be me." Cara said with a sneer. Harry stood silently watching the scene unfold, not really believing what was going on.
"Roni, I'm sorry. I have to let you go." Mr. Jenkins spoke. Roni held her tears and and tongue and exited the office quickly. She took the service lift down to the basement to empty out her locker.
"What happened?" Zoe, who was working loading supplies onto her cart, rushed to her friend who was wiping tears from her eyes.
"The found out about the office and that I lied to Harry. Jenkins fired me." She opened her locker and grabbed her few personal belingings: a hairbrush, deodorant, and picture of Leigh and shoved them in her bag.
"Crap. I'm sorry Ron. What are you going to do?" Roni shrugged before hugging her friend. "Call me if you need anything, ok?" On her way back to the lift she passed Mr. Smith getting out, undoing his perfectly done bowtie.
"Oh no. They didn't fire you because of this too did they?" The older man shook his head.
"No, my dear don't worry. I quit. Sometimes at my age, you need a change." Roni gave him a hug, anticipating missing his fatherly manner. She entered the lift and went one floor up to get Leigh from Charlotte.
"Mummy! What happened?"
"We'll talk about it when we get home sweetie, ok?" She nodded and waved goodbye while following her mother out. Roni was hoping Harry was gone, or in his room by now. But she was having no luck today. "Harry I-"
"I don't want to hear it, ok? You lied to me. I thought you were different, but you're just like everyone else, using me because I'm Harry from One Direction."
"No, that's not it at all. I would never use you like that!" Roni argued.
"Really? Then why didn't you tell me you're a maid?"
"Becuase would you honestly given me a second glance if I had?" Her words echoed around the space, and Harry stayed silent. "I thought about telling you because I know you haven't always been famous. You were raised the same way I was. Not a lot of money, working for everything. But that guy is gone." She took Leigh's hand and as calmly as she could walked out.
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