Something More-Harry Styles Fanfic

Chapter 4

Camila's P.O.V

It's now been a week since the club opening, and I haven't heard from Harry since. I was kind of expecting it, I mean he's a celebrity, and lives a completely different lifestyle than I do. I would be lying if I said I didn't care, because we had fun together and I was hoping we could do it again, but oh well.

When I got home from Harrys that morning Natalie bombarded me with questions, so for the rest of the day we sat in the living room and talked about what happened. Nat was completely shocked, and told me to hook her up with Niall next time I see Harry. Little did I know that I wouldn't see him again. I can't complain though, it's Harry Styles for gods sake. At least I had fun while it lasted!

The rest of the week was quite boring. Natalie goes to school during the day and since I don't go to college, theres not a lot for me to do. But I keep myself busy somehow, by going running, or cleaning, or going shopping. 

Tonight I was bartending at Aura, so I was currently getting ready. My father didn't really assign a dress code for the bartenders, we just have to wear a black shirt. So, to show off my body I was wearing a tight black crop top that showed a little bit of my toned stomach, and a pair of jean shorts. What?! The more guys I attract to the bar, the more drinks I serve them, the more money I get in my pocket. It's as simple as that.

I usually wear sneakers or flip flops when I'm bartending, since I'm running around pouring drinks. I slipped on my white converse and looped a red belt with a bow on the front through my shorts for decoration. My hair was straightened, and my make up was my simple everyday look; usually just mascara and eyeliner.

"Nat?" I yelled through the house as I shut my light off and went downstairs.

"In the kitchen!" She yelled back. I walked through the flat and into the kitchen and saw Natalie standing with the refridgerator door wide open, contemplating on what to eat.

"I'm going to work" I said, grabbing my keys from off the table.

"Have fun, while I sit here and cry because we have nothing to eat!" Natalie whined.

"We just went food shopping, the fridge is stocked!" I pointed inside the fridge, "You're just a picky eater" 

"Yeah yeah, go to work" Natalie joked.

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I've been at work for about two hours now, and things were going pretty smooth. I was working along side Matty tonight, who was probably the best bartender out of my dads business. He was 27, and could fix you up a Martini in a matter of seconds. 

I had just finished ringing a guy up at the register, and since he gave me a tip, I walked over to where my tip jar was on the back of the bar and tossed the money in.

"Excuse me" I heard a husky voice from behind me. No..it couldn't be.

I turned around.

Yep. It was none other than Harry Styles.

Harry's P.O.V

A few of my mates from Holmes Chapel came to visit me for the weekend, so tonight we were going to a club called Aura. We all met at my flat, then had Paul drive us to the club.

When we got there we ordered a round of shots to our VIP section, in which the bartender brought over a tray of shots for us. We all took a shot and toasted to our boys night out, then poured the liquid down our throats, and then went straight for a second shot.

After about an hour, and 5 shots later, I decided I wanted to get a beer. I couldn't find the bartender for the VIP section anywhere, so I took it upon myself to walk over to the bar.