I Hate You! [Revising]

Chapter 6 "Inevitable Migraine"

"Thank you for your time, Ms. Edwards." Ysabel, Emma Watson's manager, shook my hand and I smiled.

"Thank you. Please keep this meeting and my identity confidential." I let go of her hand and she smiled before Claire escorted her out of my office. It was always like that for celebrity clients, their manager is who I'll be speaking with but, before they come here a contract will be sent and it includes the privacy of my identity. No one ever broke it, they're all nice.

I sighed looking at my desk. There are new deadlines for this month and I need to update my calendar. The photo sketch will be held tomorrow and I need everyone to be ready. I was busy arranging files when a notification pop-up from my phone. It was a text from Harry.

From: Harry

Mandy I might help u w the model u were talking about ;))

I furrowed my brows before typing a message.

To: Harry

Oh yeah? Who? 

I got a reply instantly.

From: Harry

u'll know by dinner ;))

Seriously? What's up with this guy and his wink emojis?

I didn't reply after that and just continued arranging some files. Harry's been helping me out a lot lately and I'm grateful for it. It's also because of him that I get to tolerate hanging out with the other members as well as Zayn. To be honest, after last night when I accused him of trying to murder me, we've become more spiteful of each other than we're already were.

The day went by smoothly and dinner was already coming. Niall asked me to buy wine for tonight saying there was a special visitor and he wouldn't tell me who. Is it the queen? For heaven's sake! 

Before I left I checked everything due today and if I hadn't left out any task. There was nothing left to do anymore so I grabbed my designer bag and my keys to leave the office. 

"Claire? You should go home." I said when I saw her still in her office. She smiled at me and waved her hand.

"It's okay ma'am. I have to finish some paperwork." She insisted.

"Thank you, Claire, rest when you can." I reminded her but before I left I notice something strange on her hand. "Are you okay?" I asked curiously.

She instantly looked at her hand and covered it. "This is nothing, ma'am. I burnt myself while making coffee." She explained and I nodded.

"Please be careful next time, I'll go now," I said as I make my way through the elevators and down to the parking. It was a quiet night and all I want right now is to drink wine and have some dinner but luck didn't favor me because my car engine won't start.

"Stupid car," I muttered to myself while trying to restart the ignition. I grunted in frustration as I kept starting the ignition but after a while,                         I gave up. I don't want to take the bus right now, it's too crowded. Elisa went home already. Is David available?

I tried calling David but he wasn't answering. I sighed in frustration. I have to call Niall. I went out of the car as it was getting hot and dialed his number.

"Niall? My car won't start. Can you please pick me up?" I said over the phone.

"My car's in the repair shop today." Of course, it has to be today. "Let me ask Zayn--" 

"No." I cut him off. "Don't bother." I sound ridiculous but my pride is more important here. Why would I let him pick me up? As if I need him!

"Amanda, you have no other choice." Niall convinced me. "The wine would be late too."