The Rich Kid ➝ h.s ( Sequel to TBK)

Chapter One

Chapter One
Georgie

"Move your head a little to the right," I say, motioning with my hand. Luke turns his head with a smirk plastered on his face. I snap a couple of pictures before he changes poses and I take a few more, satisfied. "Okay, so I think were done for today," I nod my head at him, scrolling through the pictures. He walks over and looks over my shoulder.

     "I'm hot," He states, smirking. I shake my head, letting out a laugh.

"Yeah, totallyyyy," I say, sarcastically. He pinches my shoulder, giving me a playful glare.

"You know I am," He says, picking up his thin coat and slipping it on. "Anyways I was thinking we could go out for some lunch and spend some one on one best friend time," He says casually.

"Yeah, I suppose. Just let me put these onto the computer and I'll meet you outside," I respond. He nods. He exits out the black door to my office. I walk over to my computer and slide the SD card in, downloading the pictures and label them individually.

I close my laptop. "I'll just have to edit them later," I mumble to myself. I put my camera back in its bag and sling it around my shoulder; I carry it everywhere. I walk out the door, making my way to the entrance and can see Luke through the clear doors, scrolling through his phone. He looks up, when he hears the doors close and smiles at me.

"You ready?" He ask. I nod and we walk to his car. I open up the door to his car and slide into the leather black seats. The seats in this car were so comfortable I swear and it always has that new car smell.

"So where is Louis today?" Luke ask. I almost roll my eyes.

"I have no clue," I say, irritated. Luke looks over at me, pulling his car into In-and-Out. I fix the camera strap on my shoulder, shutting the car door. We walk in silence to the entrance to In-and-Out. I find a seat, while Luke goes and orders, knowing exactly what I get every time. This is normally where me and Luke come to just chill and spend some time together, but here lately we haven't been able to talk barely at all, unless it was at work. A couple years ago I realized acting really wasn't my thing and started getting into photography and Louis helped me get a job at Willow's Modeling Agency, where Luke was one of the male models and we sorta bonded and became best friends. I take pictures of him more often than I do any of my other models.

Luke wobbles his way over to me, holding two chocolate milkshakes, two cheese burgers and fries in his hands. He sets it all down and sits down. I reach for a fry, plopping it in my mouth in a daze. Luke snaps his fingers in front of my face, before smiling.

" Whats wrong? " He ask, taking a sip of his milkshake. I slouch in my seat, letting out a sigh.

" Its Louis. " I say. " Again. " I add. Luke nods his head, understanding what I mean.

" Whats happening this time? " He ask.

I shake my head, laughing. " This time? Its not any different! There is no new problem...its the same thing over and over again! " I almost shout. I take a short breath. " One minute I think everything's okay and they're are no problems, then the next minutes he's telling me I'm being to distant, or I'm spending all of our money! " I slam my hand down on the table, making everyone stare at me. I can feel my face heat up, as I slouch down further down in my seat. Luke looks at me in the eye, raising an eyebrow.

" Wow... " He whispers, seeming amused. I frown, crossing my arms, looking up at him.

" What's that supposed to mean? " I ask. He shrugs, rolling up his burger wrapper.

" It's just...you seem so annoyed by him all the time and your always complaining about your problems with him. I haven't heard you talk about any of the good time with him. Why are you even married to him? " Luke ask.

I'm taken back by the question and I sit up straighter in my seat. Of course me and Louis have had good times together. We've had many, but sometimes I forget them. Sometimes I feel unsatisfied with what I've done with my life. Sometimes I question why I married Louis and sometimes I wish he was just my best friend again. Me and Louis have different views on life and what we want to do. Louis is still lcaught up in being a kid. He doesn't understand that were not kids anymore and we have to take work seriously and he can be a money hog. He always questions everything I buy, even though were well on money. Were not even close to broke. I live in a nice house, I have a nice job, nice clothes, and I have a sweet good looking husband; I mean we have our arguments and problems obviously, but why was I questioning my love for him?

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Harry

I groan, lifting my body up from the bed and I can feel the air hit my naked body, making me pull the sheets up closer around my body. I run a finger through my hair, trying to remember last night, but fail. I hear footsteps in front of me and in a split second I'm whacked in the head with what I believe is a magazine.

" Ow! What the crap?!?! " I scream.

" You cheater! " I hear Allyson scream. " Your such a douche! How could you do that?!?!? " She ask. I shake my head in confusion, furrowing my eyebrows.

" What are you talking about? " I ask, rubbing my temples. I had a major headache and her screaming at me wasn't helping any. I stand up, walking to my closet, my ass on display. I pull a random shirt off a hanger and pull some boxers out of my drawers.

" 'Harry Styles found walking into a hotel with mystery girl. ' That's what I'm talking about! " She yells, marching over to me and grabbing the shirt out of my hands. I roll my eyes, slipping on my boxers, my upper half still exposed.

I walk past her. " Oh, yeah that..." I say, voice trailing off. "I hope you don't mind. " I laugh, but walk towards her.

" Yeah I mind! " She shouts. " How could you do this to me?!?! " She ask. I laugh some more, grabbing her arm and pulling her close.

" It was super easy. " I state, grabbing her by her hips. " Forgive me, baby? " I mumble, kissing her neck. She pushes me away and slaps my chest and I stumble back, still dazed fro last night.

" Don't ever talk to me again! " She scream and I can hear the crack in her voice. The door to my bedroom slams and I groan, falling down onto my bed, running my hands onto my face. I don't even think twice about the pain that I've inflicted to this girl. I mean I have girls all over me all the time, so why worry?

I hear my bedroom door open again. I knew she would be back. I sit back up and smirk. " I knew you would be back, baby girl. " I say, seductively.

" Umm.. this is Liam. " Liam laughs, sitting down beside me. I groan and turn the other way laying down. " Mate, you need to get up. We have an interview. " He says.

" Whatever. I don't want to go, " I say.

" Fans are gonna be there. You don want to disappoint them do you? " Liam ask, shaking Harry's shoulder.

" I really don't give a fuck, " I laugh. Liam sighs. " Just tell them I'm not feeling well, "
  I add.

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I sit down on the couch in front of Ellen, sunglasses on my face. My headache is faint, but still hurt. I wish I wasn't here. I can hear all the screaming fans out in the crowd, making me scowl.

" Okay, everybody quiet down! Were about to go live! " Ellen says, excitedly. Everyone slowly gets quiet, except for a few voices. I'm thankful, as I lean my head back onto the couch.

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" So, Harry how do you feel about the new tour that's coming up? " Ellen ask. I take off my sunglasses  and rub my eyes.

" I'm just so excited, Ellen. " I say in a monotone voice.

" You sure do sound excited! " She says with a laugh, the crowd laughs with her. I roll my eyes.

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Okay, guys so this is chapter one ignore any mistakes!:)