Pyschopath ||•Harry Styles•||

4:Can We Talk?

Raelynn

"Ok, here we are." Harry said glancing out the window to my house, "You should start packing, three days isn't really a lot of time."

I nodded, I wanted the job but I wasn't really sure about leaving my mom. What do I even say to her? I can't just up and leave but I'll also be able to help her with her bills and having one less person in the house would be good for my mom.

"Raelynn, did you hear me?" Harry huffed in annoyance, he must have been trying to get my attention for a while.

"I'm sorry, I zoned out." I said looking up at his emerald green eyes getting lost in the beauty of them.

"It's fine, but I have to get going."

I nodded and got out of his car and jogged to my house. I took a deep breath and glanced behind me to see Harry had gone already. I sighed and opened the door.

"Raelynn? Is that you?" I heard my mom yell from the kitchen.

"Yeah mom, can we talk?"

"Of course, honey." She smiled walking over to me and guiding me to the living room. "What's wrong?"

"I went to a job interview today, and I got the job and I have to live with the CEO for a while."

"Whose the CEO and what job and what are you going to be doing?"

"Harry Styles, Styles&Co, and for now assistant or intern." I sighed "I guess he's going to assign me to different positions until he finds a good position for me."

She nodded, by now her smile had faded into a grimace.

"I can quit and find a different job, if you don't want me to go."

"No, honey, I'm happy for you, I really am. I just have to suck it up, you'll be ok, right?" She asked, I nodded and pulled her into a tight hug.

"Will you help me pack? I have to leave soon, he said I have a few days." She nodded and stood up and we headed up to my room.

It took us about 6 hours to pack up my room, we found a bunch of old pictures of my dad and I. It was bittersweet seeing those pictures and trying not to cry, my dad and I were really close and now that he's gone it's hard on me.

"All done." My mom sighed as she sealed the last box with tape. I nodded and took a look around my room. It feels like I'm going away to college but I'm not. I'm leaving for a job, it's weird that I have to live with him but I need the money so might as well do it.

I'm nervous, honestly, I feel like something isn't right with Harry. He seems a bit off sometimes, I don't know maybe it's just me.

Two Days Later..

I was waiting for Harry to come and help me with my boxes, my mom had left for work and I'd promised her that I would visit her when I could.

I was watching a re-run of Friends, when Harry called for me to open the door. I opened the door to see Harry wasn't in his normal black suit and tie, he wore black skinny jeans and a white shirt with brown boots.

His inked skin peaking from under his shirt, I'll be honest and say I was totally checking out my boss but who wouldn't. Harry is a very good-looking man.

He cleared his throat with a smirk on his face, "Can I come in?" I blushed, opening the door wider and let him in.

"So, let's get these boxes in the car, we have a lot to do today." He clapped his hands, and I guided him to my room. He grabbed a box and I grabbed two duffel bags. It took us about 45 minutes to get everything in his car.

"Raelynn?" Harry said as he shut the truck.

"Yes?"

"Let's get going now, we have some things to talk about once we get to my place." He said, "Rules to set."