Rose ~ (hs)

5

*Harry's POV*

She's ignored all of my phone calls and all of my text messages last night and so far today. I think that I maybe slept a total of two hours the entire night after the club. It's virtually impossible to focus at work today when my mind is only on her. Part of me regrets the words that I said last night during the car ride but at the same time Rose definitely over reacted. There are some things that I will never understand about the female brain.

"Mr. Styles, you're needed in the shoot with Beyoncé." My short blonde assistant, Hanna, hesitantly peeks her head through the large black doors. I roll my eyes at her timidness, no one here has a backbone expect some of the photographers and of course my go-to makeup artist Louis.

I stand up and grab both of my phones to head out to the photography studio that her shoot is taking place in. Hanna jumps when I walk by her; good, I should scare her, I'm an extremely powerful man. She goes to follow along behind me like a lost duckling but I shut that down right away.

"Stop, stay at your desk. You need to answer the phone calls." The sound of her heels stop following me so I assume that she has followed my directions. Once I get to the elevator I press the button to the studio for our new cover and feature of Beyoncé. These areas are always full of madness, I try my best not to be here as much as possible. Crew members are running around with different costumes, setting up props and back drops, and some have a different array of beauty products. The set manager Keith comes running up to me.

"Louis is not here. Beyoncé cannot get her shoot done without makeup!" I mutter a few choice words under my breath while rubbing my temples in frustration. I know exactly where Louis is right now, hungover from the club last night.

"Call in Tiana. I'll deal with him." I take my work phone out of my pocket and dial his number. After a few rings, it goes to voicemail.

"Hey it's Louis. You got me either when I working or sleeping, leave a message after the beep!" The phone beeps and I decide to not be as nice as I normally would be considering we're close friends. I angrily hang up and decide to check my personal line in case Rose has messaged me back. I know that she had work at the hospital, but a short text message to let me know that she was alive and well would be nice.

"Tiana is here. Luckily she was in the building and started on Beyoncé's make up right away." I nod in agreement and continue to walk around the studio.

"Great. Now it looks like I'm staying here to make sure you don't fuck anything else up today."

*Rose's POV*

Both Kyla and I walk into The Garage and I can already see some of the doctors in the corner at a few of the high top tables. Dr. Hood spots me and waves us over.

"We thought that the both of you would never get here." He laughs and the others agree while taking sips of their alcoholic beverages. I sit in the empty stool that is between Dr. Hood and Dr. Payne, Kyla gets stuck on the end near Dr. Hemmings. I don't exactly get the best vibe from him at all, he is extremely cocky when he's at work and now I'm noticing a very sexual aura about him. Don't get me wrong, he is an extremely good looking man but he knows it and that's what makes him more off-putting to me.

"What are you having Collins? I'll buy you whatever you want." I smirk at his comment, he shouldn't be so broad with his offer I could really knock back a few drinks tonight.

"Please call me Rose outside of the hospital, it makes me feel more normal Dr. Hood. Tequila lemonade please." Now it's his turn to smile.

"Only if you call me Callum. One tequila lemonade coming right up Rose." A subtle wink is sent in my direction before Callum walks away to the bar. I glance down to the end of the bar and Kyla is leaning in closer to Dr. Hemmings, way too much in my opinion. She's going a just a tad overkill with the flirting, and with a superior to make it even worse.