Aisley's life is finally working out for her. After her parents passed away when she was 20 and she fell into a depression, she was finally getting her life back together. What happens when she gets hired as Harry Styles' hairdresser? And what happe...
Today is the day. My first day on Harry's team. I'm actually going to lose it. Vincent is picking me up and taking me to wherever I am supposed to go at 10 AM and it is currently 6 AM and I can't go back to sleep.
Vincent gave me a crash course on all things Harry Styles a few weeks ago, and so all I know right now is that he has just released his debut solo album after his boy band broke up, and I am supposed to be doing his hair for a talk show. Sounds easy, right? Wrong. I'm terrified that I am going to mess this up. Anyway, after listening to his album like 45 times so I don't mess anything up, I can safely say that the man can sing. My favorite songs were definitely Only Angel or From the Dining Table.
It has been like an hour since I have gotten up and I haven't moved from my bed. I should probably do something about that. Maybe I will do a facemask or whiten my teeth or whatever. One thing that my mother always drilled into my head was how important first impressions were, so I dragged myself out of my bed to go apply a charcoal face mask and do the teeth whitening strips that Layla had given me for my birthday earlier in the year. After I set my timer, I plopped down on couch, scrolling on pinterest for outfit ideas. What was I supposed to even wear to this thing?
VIN VIN🦶🏻 literally what am i supposed to wear just wear whatever u feel comfortable in maybe like jeans and a cropped shirt? WAIT WEAR THAT ONE OUTFIT WE GOT AT THE MALL LAST MOTH ITS SO HOT
Well I guess that settled it. It was a good thing that I had gotten my nails done a little while ago, because when I feel as though I have to "look my best" I always have to have my nails done, and I can't paint my nails for shit. My timer went off, and I hurled myself off the couch and to my bathroom to take out the whitening strips. I have to shower anyway, so I might as well just wash off the face mask in there.
Once the shower was hot enough to burn my skin off, I turned on my playlist and stepped into the stream of water. The hot water instantly relaxed my muscles, my shoulders releasing tension that I didn't even know was there. I stood there for a hot minute before I got to work. I have an irrational fear or smelling bad, so I always have to match up my products to all have the same scent. Everything always has to smell like vanilla or cherry.
After I had thoroughly washed my hair and shaved, I turned the water off and wrapped myself in my towel. Looking at the time, it was now 8:00 so I still had 2 hours to finish getting ready. Wrapping my hair in my towel to sit on the top of my head, I put on my silk red robe and headed to the kitchen to make breakfast. I was exhausted from barely sleeping last night, so it was times like these that I really wished that I liked coffee. Unfortunately, however, that was not the case, so I pulled out my blender and fruit to make my smoothie.
Once I was done, I headed to the bathroom and got to work on my hair. My hair was not straight, but it was not curly, so I always have to do something with it or it looks like I got electrocuted. I blowed my hair out with my revlon, making sure the ends were gently curled in order to frame my face. I applied my makeup, just gently brushing out my brows with gel, using some tinted moisturizer, my mascara and creme blush, and then finishing it off with my signature red lipstick that I almost never leave the house without. I walked over to my closet to pull on my outfit, making sure not to mess up my makeup or hair, before layering on lots of rings onto my manicured fingers.
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I knew by now that Vincent was going to be here any minutes, so I slid on my low heels, grabbed my small creme colored purse to match my outfit, and started making myself an iced water to go. I physically cannot leave the house without something to drink, even if I never drink it. I almost never finish drinking my drink, but the second I don't bring a drink with me wherever I go, it's like I have never had anything to drink and I'm going to die.
VIN VIN 🦶🏻 i'm here hoe get outside
Taking a deep breath and spritzing on some cherry vanilla perfume, I headed out the door, making sure to lock it behind me. The elevator was going to take too long, so I hurried down the stairs, and out the door of my apartment lobby to meet Vincent outside in his bright blue mini cooper.
"HEYYYY ARE YOU READY?" He asked, throwing me a stick of gum and the aux cord.
"Mentally, no. Physically, yes." I replied as I hooked up my phone to his car, selecting the song Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy by Queen.
A 30 minute drive later, and we were there. He showed his ID badge to the security guard who let us in to park. By this point, I was shaking. I have dealt with anxiety since I was 14 years old and had to start a new school after moving from France to England, but I haven't had an attack like this in a while.
"Hey, hey, hey. You're going to be ok. The stylists and hairdressers work together, so I'm going to be with you the whole time. I won't leave your side, and you have my word for it. You got this, and I promise you will be great. Harry is the least threatening person ever." Vincent said, calming me down and handing me my water to take a few sips.
I fixed my breathing and shut my eyes, leaning against the headrest for a few seconds. Once I had gotten my thoughts under control, I grabbed my bag and water and stepped out of the car.
Vincent led me to a side door, opening it to let me in first before leading me to a room with a few other ladies and another man inside.
"Aisley, this is Shannon and Ava, the makeup artists. This is Stephen, my assistant stylist and the best person ever, and that," Vincent said, turning to the lady who was getting her makeup done. "Is Sarah. She is Harry's drummer."
"It's nice to meet you!" I managed to speak, grasping my phone and popping the case on and back off as a way to distract my hands.
Everyone said their greetings, but Sarah looked towards me. "Oh my gosh, you are so beautiful! Vincent, you have brought an angel onto this team. I'm Sarah, as he said, and I literally love your outfit."
"Thank you so much! Vincent was actually with me when I bought this, he literally finds stuff in stores that I can never see."
Vincent laughed and told me how my first job was to start working on Sarah's hair for their performance, so I immediately got to work.
After around 45 minutes, I was done and I think I have made a new friend. Sarah and I really hit it off, talking about anything and everything as I worked on her hair.
We were still chatting, when the door opened again and someone with gray sweatpants and a band tee stepped into the room. They were turned around, so I couldn't quite see who it was, but when whoever it was turned around, my heart stopped for a second.
"Oh, Harry! This is Aisley, she's the new hair stylist that Vincent was telling us about!" Sarah exclaimed. ———————————————————————— AN: next chapter is going to be Harry's POV!!!
i haven't exactly planned out this story in advance so if there's plot twists or something there won't be any foreshadowing since I don't even know that it's gonna happen yet
this is so much fun to write and i love all 4 people that have read this book so far 💕
