Pyschopath ||•Harry Styles•||

2:Yes Mr. Styles.

Raelynn

School sucked balls and cow ass as usual, and detention wasn't sunshine and rainbows either but I was looking forward to go to my meeting with Harry. I'd already texted him and told him I'd be in detention for an hour, he said it would be ok and that the interview was still on.

"Raelynn?" Mr.Fylnn called out

"Yes?"

"You have been called into the office."

I groaned and grabbed my bookbag. I hated going to the office unless I was leaving early and I truly hoped this would be one of those moments.

I got to the office, and asked the secretary why I was called here but before she could answer, the familiar British accent from this morning was heard from behind me.

"Well, for starters its time for your interview, if you still want it of course?" He stood with his hands in his pockets of his black suit, a few buttons of his shirt were left unbottoned showing off the ink tattooed into his skin.

"Oh, Hi Mr.Styles and yes of course I still want it." I said after coming out of my daze.

"OK then let's go to my office, I have a meeting afterwards." He said and guided me out the doors of the school and towards his black Range Rover.

"It's hot out here today." Harry grunted as we got into the car before turning on the car and the air, I nodded in agreement.

"How old are you, Raelynn?"

"17" I said and he nodded

The rest of the ride was quiet and long, the music was low and the buzz of cars we passed was heard through the car.

"Mr.Styles?" I turned to him slightly

"Call me Harry. I thought I told Jake to tell you that." He huffed

"Oh..uh, he did. Sorry.."

"It's fine but what were you going to say?"

"How long have you had your business?" I asked

"Five years now, my dad gave it to me for my birthday which was also the day he retired." He said "But my dad had the business for about 15 years."

"Cool.How old are you?"

"I'm 25." My jaw dropped as I stared at him

"Not even." I gasped

He nodded and pulled into a parking space with his name on the reserved plate. He took the keys from the ignition and turned to me, there was this look in his eyes much like a desiring and wild look. I nervously smiled at him and he smiled and opened his door getting out.

"Whoa.." I whispered and watched as Harry walked around the car and opened my door.

"Ready?" He asked and I nodded

We walked silently to his office, the building contained mostly of women dressed in skimpy outfits and the tallest heels on gods earth. They all stared at Harry with lustful eyes, but Harry walked as if he hadn't noticed any of it.

"Hi, Mr. Styles." A blonde lady with fake glasses and big boobs walked over with papers in her hands, "When you are finished interviewing her, we have to get the paper done and sent to Blanchard by the morning."

"Rebecca, can't you do those papers yourself? I'm the one that told you to have them done by the morning." He stopped walking "Now I want them done in 4 hours."

Her jaw dropped as her eyes darted to the papers and back to Harry,"Mr. Styles I can't finish these in 4 hours"

"Well then, you better get started, times ticking."

"Yes, Mr. Styles." She said pouting and shimmied away.

Well, maybe this job will more intense than I thought.