Behind The Mic

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CHAPTER TWO

Niall's POV

"Harry pleaseeeee?" I begged.

"For the last time, no!" Harry shouted. I pouted. I heard him sigh.

"I'm sorry for shouting. And I really do need a job but I don't want to be a personal assistant!" he explained. I groaned. I already told Louis that I found him a personal assistant. He said alright and he wanted to meet him tomorrow! I need Harry to agree to this. I don't want to disappoint Louis.

"Why not? Louis is my friend and the job actually pays well." I said, trying to convince him. He really needs the money to help his mom and sister.

"No."

"Come on! Please?! Louis is hot." I tried again.

"What??" he turned his towards me. I smirked.

"Louis is hot." I repeated myself then winked at him. He rolled his eyes at me. He is openly gay and doesn't really care about what others think. His mom and sister accepted him too.

"It doesn't matter if he's hot, Nia-"

"Really?" I said, cutting him off and gave him a look. He groaned in frustration.

"Whatever, fine, I'll take the job just so you'll shut up." he said. I jumped and cheered.

"Yes! Thank youuuuu!!!" I held the u in the end to exaggerate. I hugged him tight. I heard him chuckle.

"Can we play FIFA now?" he asked.

"Hell yeah! I'm gonna beat your ass." I pulled away from him.

"Is that a challenge?" Then we raced to the living room.

Harry's POV

I woke up at the sound of my alarm buzzing through my ears. As I turn off my alarm, I checked my phone and holy shit. Niall texted me that I should be at the hotel around 10am.

Fuck! It's 9:30 in the morning I only have twenty minutes to get ready because it'll take ten minutes to reach the hotel. I ran to the shower and quickly undressed myself. I wash in the shower and after a few minutes I was done.

I just wore a plain white long sleeved polo, a pair of black pants and a pair of dark brown boots. I grabbed my phone and wallet then slipped them in my pocket. I also grabbed my motorbike's keys near the picture of me, Gemma and my mum.

As I get out my apartment, I checked the time at my phone, it's already 9:57! Holy mother of Mary I'm late. I immediately ran through the parking lot hoping not to get hit by a car, I started the engine and increased my speed on the way to the hotel.

Surprisingly I arrived at the hotel at exactly 10:00. I parked my motorbike at the parking lot then I made my way to the elevator to go to the lobby where I'll meet Mr. Paul Higgins or Niall's uncle.

I hopped out the elevator and walked towards the seats where people would wait. I really have no idea what Mr. Paul looks like because Niall didn't even give me details of what he looks like so I could easily find him but he told me that he's the tour manager and head body guard of that Louis Tomlinson.

A few minutes later a tall masculine guy who looks like a wrestler approached me and I'm guessing this is Paul because body guards usually has the same type of body structure and he looks like one of those.

"Hey do you happen to be Harry Styles?" he said. "Yes." I smiled.

"Well hello, I'm Paul Higgins, you can call me Paul."

"Hey Paul!" we laughed and shook hands. Paul seems to be like a great guy, I hope superstar Louis Tomlinson would be too. We got in the elevator and he pressed 40 and which is the last floor which also means my boss got the penthouse.