Doll house

Part three

Harrys POV:
As I walk through the doors to my fathers office, that girl I noticed the other night with whatever that redheads name is, bumps into me.

"Sorry" she says worriedly.

I just gave her a glare and huffed towards my fathers office again, annoyed. But something gives me the urge to look back at her and then her eyes meet mine. And something about her white irritates me. The slut doesn't even know what she's in for.

"Hey Harry, what can I do for you?" My dad slyly smiles.

"Are you seriously hiring that clueless twat?" I say almost angry, I don't know what it is about that girl, but I don't want her working here. She's probably a hoe, just going to get used for some money. Since we all have to make a living some how, but why here, why around me?

"She's a cute one, what's the matter? You want to fuck her first?" He blows his smoke towards me.

"Don't want to catch some type of hiv" and my dad laughs at my statement.

"Give the girl a break, I wouldn't mind getting some action from that thing." and his words disgust me and I find myself vomiting in his Trashcan at the thought of my dad and that new girl. She's looks younger then me, literally my dads 3 times her age. Disgusting.

"Woah, Harry, why don't you take the rest of the day off? Don't need you vomiting on any of our clients."

And with that i wiped my mouth and swiftly arose and headed towards the door. With the thoughts of that girl and my dad jumbled around my head. Would she really sleep with him? She reminded me of Ashley, with that innocent look plastered on her face and the way her blonde hair laid just below her shoulders, always wavy. Also her slight curves within her petite figure. And I realize I need to snap out of it. She is not Ashley, and will never be Ashley. And girl probably slept with half the town and soon my dad will be next. I don't even care to be honest.

I head out of the place and head to my car. As I sit in my car I pull out a picture of Ashley, so innocent and beautiful. Before she lost all her hair, the way she wanted me to remember her, and she was still beautiful no matter what.

Rachael's POV:

My first day of training. Becky introduced me to the other girls and they picked out a pink gold and black corset two piece. One of the other girls insisted on doing my hair and makeup and having me with gold glitter everywhere. I literally looked like a little girls fairy god mother or something. After my whole transformation I looked in the mirror.

The corset gave me the perfect hour glass shape, and created a bust for me. As the skirt reached just below my bottom. The gold 9 inch heels they put me in, to give me height for only being 5'1". I had experience walking in heels, but never this high, but I have to suck it up, I need this job. I had a bright ombré looking pink and gold eye shadow. With pink lips that were gold in the middle. Gold glitter at the ends of my eyes and on my lips. The dolly eye lashes. And I literally was a child's toy.

After the transformation, Becky took me to the bar, teaching me how to make drinks, flirt, and get more customers. Also we had to follow the theme of a doll, always perky and smiling. After I practiced trades of bar tending, Becky went on a cigarette break and left me at her station alone.

A brunette hair boy took a seat right in front of me. It was my time to finally practice for real.

"What can I get for you cutie?" I smiled.

"How about you in bed?" He smirked.

"Excuse me?" I tried to keep my smile but my voice came out disgusted. But I had to keep my cool, it's work, I'm probably going to hear things like this all the time, it's a night club and obviously a bar.

"Sorry darling" he half laughed. "How about a cotton candy, I'm feeling a bit soft today" and I went to make his drink, it contained ginger ale, cotton candy flavoring, vanilla icecream, and vodka.

I handed him his drink, "anything else I can get for ya?"

"What's your name dolly?" He smirked.

"Rach, and you?"

"Louis, have you seen Harry around?" Downing half his large drink already.

"I'm sorry, who?" I was a bit confused. How would I know a Harry? Maybe he was one of the cooks or bussers.

He laughed, "oh you're new right? I haven't seen you before. And you probably don't know him. He's the bosses son."

"Oh" is all I could manage to say. And finally Becky was back to save me.

"Hey guys!" She smiled brightly, "im guessing you met Louis, he's Harrys friend, and a good tipper."

"Where is Harry anyway?" He smiled.

"He got sick and headed out a little bit ago" Becky smiled. "You could just hang around us" she insisted.

He passed me a twenty dollar bill and Becky a twenty dollar bill. Wow. He really was a nice tipper. I didn't think I got paid for training, but I made tips at least.

"Anything for you beautiful ladies" and I noticed his smile, it was sort of like Mr. Styles, this wicked grin. Like he wanted something. But I didn't let it get to me, he tipped well, and it was only my first day. I just wasn't use to the job yet.