Raelynn
I was awaken by the sound of my alarm ringing, the annoying sound blaring through my room as I attempted to hit the snooze button. Failing miserably and just knocked it off my nightstand and it stopped ringing.
"Raelynn, get up or you'll be late for your first day of school." My mother yelled from the bottom of the stairs. I groaned dreading the existence of school, throwing the covers off of me I stared up at the ceiling.
I was a bit excited about going back to school because its my Junior year, meaning I had one more year left before I was out of this hell hole.I rolled out of my bed and put my phone in the iHome and played Breathe Me By Sia. I took a quick shower and got dressed in a baby blue skater skirt and a white shirt with a ying yang sign in the middle of it with black sandals, a white bow for my hair and my black bookbag, I finished it off with nude lipstick and a black choker necklace.
"Raelynn, Jakes here you better hurry." My mom yelled as I grabbed my phone and bookbag and ran down the stairs, "Bye Mom!!" With that I grabbed my keys and was out the door.
"Hey Jay" I said as I got into his car.
"Hey babe, you really need to get your own damn car. How am I supposed to get guys with the face of Justin Bieber and the moves of Channing Tatum if you are in here? They're gonna start thinking I'm straight."
I laughed at him, "Look, just give me some time you know my mom isn't gonna give me the money for a car so I have to keep working until I can get one."
He started the car and drove to Starbucks, "You know I work at Styles&Co, and there's an opening but since your so young you can be an intern. They pay well so you'll have your car within a few months if you get the job." he pointed out as we got out of the car.
"Jay, I'm 17 but can you tell them about me please?" I asked doing my puppy dog eyes
"Uh.. No, babe you need to do that on your own, Mr.Styles is hot and all but he's an asshole." Jake rolled his eyes, we walked into Starbucks and to my surprise the line was a bit short, we were second in line behind a tall guy with curly hair.
"Mr. Styles is like the sexiest guy I've ever seen in my life but he also the biggest asshole I've ever met in my life and-" Jake was interrupted by a thick British accent.
"What was that Mr. Simpson?" The tall guy in front of us said, my breathing stopped as I stared up at the god in front of me.
"I- I..um..Hi Mr.Styles, how ya doin'?" Jake quickly recovered from his stammered state.
"He's fucking hot." I blurted out before quickly covering my mouth. Jake elbowed me in the hip before sending me a dissappointing look making Mr.Styles chuckle.
"Next!!" The Batista called out in annoyance.
"I'm sorry, can I have two s'mores please?" I asked and handed her the money.
"What's your name, love?" Mr.Styles asked
"Raelynn. Raelynn Taylor."
"She is going to come in to the office for an interview with you." Jake said chimming in, Mr.Styles nodded.
"Where are you guys headed too?" He asked
"School." I said shyly
"Bring her to the office later, you can do your interview after school. How's that sound?" Mr.Styles asked looking at me.
"P-perfect. Thank you" I smiled
"Uh.. Mr. Styles? Sir, you have a meeting at 3:00 to 7:00 on that big deal you've been working on, how are you going to interview Raelynn?" Jake said
"Did I ask you?" Mr.Styles spat
I looked at Jake as he bit his lip holding back the words of venom that I knew wanted to fall from his mouth as he reluctantly nodded.
"Anyway, I do believe that I'm the CEO, Founder, and owner of Styles&Co." He glared at Jake "So, like I was saying I can interview you after school. But I can tell by the way you look that I'm gonna be giving you the job." He winked before grabbing his coffee and leaving out the door.
My mouth was wide open as I watched through the windows of Starbucks as Mr.Styles got into his car.
Jakes business phone began ringing, "Hello?...Yes... OK Mr.Styles... I'll give it to her."
I watched as Jake grabbed our drinks and guide me out the door.
"What did he say?" I urged
"He wants you to call him and to give you his personal number." He huffed and gave me a card from his glove compartment with Harry's personal number on it.
"You see what I meant when I said he's an asshole?"
"Yeah, but he's hot. He can be excused for his assholiness." I said giggling
"The biggest asshole." He muttered before driving off towards our school.
"We're so late"
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Pyschopath ||•Harry Styles•||
Random"Death is not scary. Its where you'll be if you ever leave me" He growled in my ear. I whimpered and stared at him in horror. "I- um... OK" I stammered scared of what would happen if I said no or tell him to get away from me. He gave me a hard star...
