Chapter 1//

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Arabella's pov//


"Arabella wake up", I hear my father shout through the door. Turning to my alarm clock, it reads: 11:00 am. Damn he actually let me sleep in. Sleepily my wavy long brunette hair was thrown into a messy bun and then I lazily walked down the stairs.

I yawned as I reached the end of the stairs and soon saw my father and mother at the dining table conversing while eating some lunch.  My father , Robert Hugh, is a very busy man, because he works for the most important man in this city Mr. Styles. My mother, Lucinda Hugh, depends on my father's job as she is a sales woman who, well... lets put it like this isn't the best at what she does.

Before I reach the dining room, I reach for an apple and take a bite. "the monster has awoken" my father says while my mom laughs quietly. I roll my eyes and take a seat next to my Mom who then kisses me on the head. And that's when I look down and see that on the counter is a letter from Mr.Styles. 

When it comes to letters from Mr.Styles they can either be wonderful or terrible. They're never in the middle. So my father is either getting a raise, a higher job, or fired.

"It's alright Dad we are here for you either way it goes" i say giving him encouragement. All our fingers are crossed. My dad shakily picks the letter up, with fear in his eyes, and then reads the letter aloud;  Mr. Hugh, you've been working for me for 4 years now and your work is very appreciated. i hear my mother take a huge breath in. Actually you've been so loyal that I have decided to promote you to work in my department upstairs. My mother lets her breath out and her face beams with happiness. Also you should expect a pay raise soon enough. "Oh my gosh honey this is an absolute blessing" my mother says in excitement. "shhh theres more" my father happily says back. Lastly I'd like to meet your family on Saturday night at 6:00 and have dinner there. Expect me there not a second to late. If there are any problems or concerns please contact me. Sincerely, Harry Styles.

"Robert that's tomorrow night. Oh gosh i have to clean up and cook!!" my mother says frantically. So we spent the rest of the day cleaning.

As I lay in bed that night all I could think
of was the man I would meet tomorrow. All of the descriptions I've ever heard were just about how terrifying he was. My mother has said that not only is he a very intimidating man but also very handsome. I wonder how he will act tomorrow.

The next morning before I go downstairs, I was so intrigued that I searched up Mr.Styles on google. And there were many different things that popped up. I decided to click on a video of Mr.Styles himself from one of his meetings. There he stood in a nice suit in such a business manor. And may I say that this man is very captivating. The way he spoke sent chills throughout my body, his accent was so thick and pure. And his hair was long, some parts were wavy and others in curls, but it was very alluring. Even his eyes, which were a beautiful shade of green, made me swoon.

How am I going to be able to speak to such a man?



//author's note: I'm not going to have anyone play Arabella I'm leaving that to your own mind. Cause where's the fun in having someone else in place. I know it always annoyed me. Alright I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. bear with me here as well. I like to brainstorm a lot.

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