A Girlfriend For Hire (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Epilogue

1 year later

Loud thumping music that went through my ears and caused my body to move. As I smile into the neck of some strangers. He grabs onto my rear and pulls me closer to him. I bite my lip as a sign that I'm loving the way he's touching my body in a way no one else has dared to touch me.

I think for a few seconds for some plan to leave the man I am on the dance floor with to get some fresh air.

Grabbing onto his neck, I pull him closer and yell in his year over the vibration of the bass.

"I'll be back. I'm going to the bathroom."

He pulls away from me and winks as I walk away, smacking my ass.

Rolling my eyes I walk out of the building, hearing a few guys talking, laughing.

"Got a jack?" I asked one of the men.

"Yeah." He pulls a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and I take one from the box.

I wink at him as a thank you, causing his pack of herd to 'ooooh.'

I walk down the street, towards the empty subway station. Sitting down on the curb I look at the dark sky full of stars, thinking what the fuck I'm doing with my life.

Just as I get up and lean on the wall, I drop my lighter.

Picking it up, I light up my cigarette and inhale the toxins, then exhaling it out.

"What mom?" I answer after I pick up my phone.

"Honey it's late. Come home." She says in a worried tone.

I deeply let out a breath. "I'm on my way."

After putting out my cigarette I walk into the dead station, waiting for my transportation. To my surprise, it came the second I stopped walking. The doors opened, and I walk in. I notice a man with black skinny jeans and a brown hat on with shoulder length curly hair.

I've seen that tattoo before. But where?

I ignore the man and look straight ahead at my phone. But I can't help but look at the tattoo.

My stop is near and I stand up from my seat, and so do a few others.

"Now stopping: Pennsylvania Avenue, Washington DC."

The man with the tattoo looks up and is about to stand up, and I quickly turn to the door, seeing his reflection.

I smirk as I now know who he was.

He looks at me and then looks at something else, but then looks again at my reflection from the glass door of the subway. With wide eyes, I can tell he's surprised to see me. As well as I am.

The subway comes to a stop. "Arrived. Pennsylvania Avenue, Washington DC."
I look at him with a smirk and walk out.

His jaw was hanging and his pale green eyes were as bright as the ocean water.

The doors close and as I look back he tries to run to the door on time, but doesn't make it. Instead he runs to the window and watches me, banging on it and calling my name.

Oh, how I loved how he called my name.

I laugh and watch as the subway starts to move again and he goes underground with the subway, into the dark tunnel.

He will think this is the last time we see each other again.

What he doesn't know, is that Jenna and I own backstage passes for tomorrow's show.

I just can't wait to see the look on Harry Styles' face.

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