The Maid. ( A Harry Styles Fanfic) -ON HOLD-

Chapter 9.

*Nialls POV*

    We were all sat around the kitchen, still groggy from just waking up, when Harry abruptly stood up and told us he'd be back. Continuing my conversation with Zayn about what was better, M&M's or skittles, I thought nothing of it. "Probably going to go get his phone or something" I thought to myself. We all looked up when Harry appeared back in the kitchen, smirking. When Louis had asked why he was smirking he said it was nothing and waved it off. Deciding that my urge to eat anything was stronger than my urge to pry why he was smirking, I left it alone. Going back to my arguement with Zayn, I was startled when there was a knock on the door. Liam excused himself to go answer it and I  thought the only people who ever knocked on the door were Paul and Kate, our old maid, and neither of them were here. It only then occured to me that we actually had a new maid. A hot one too, my mind added. Sure enough as soon as that thought came into my mind she stepped into the kitchen wearing a pair of black sweats and a black longsleeve with a red ribbons going in a corset pattern on the arms. I immediatly noticed how tight the shirt was, but I definitely wasn't complaining.

      She sighed and bit her bottom lip, moving over to the fridge and opening it. Taking out the items she needed, she placed them on the counter. We all watched her in silence as she quietly moved around the kitchen, checking in random drawers until she found what she was looking for. Placing a pan on the stove, she turned the burner on and placed some butter in the bottom of it and waited for it to heat up. 

      Zayns phone lit up and he stood to his feet, leaving the room to take the call that was no doubt from Perrie. Soon after, both Liam and Louis left, leaving only Harry, the nameless maid, and myself. My eyes flickered over to Harry for a minute and saw that he was staring intently at her, a small smile playing on his lips. I knew he wanted her, and I could understand why. Even the way her long black hair layed across her petite frame was perfect. But I didn't necessarily want her in that way because the only girl I had my eyes set on was Demi, and damn was she hard to get. Deciding to give little Ms. Lovato a call, I stood from my chair, leaving Haz and the maid alone.

*Jays POV*

     I knew all the boys had left the kitchen, except for one, and I knew exactly which one of the boys it was. I could practically feel his green eyes staring at my back so intensely, I'm quite surprised he didn't see straight through me. Dropping some pieces of bacon in a butter drenched pan, I heard that familiar sizzle and the intoxicating smell soon filled my nostrils. As I let the bacon cook, I turned around and pointed at Harry with the rubber spatula in my right hand. 

      "You. Coffee pot. Now." I demanded, and much to my surprise, he actually listened. He stood and walked over to the coffee pot, turning it on and then turned to face me. By this time, I was already taking the bacon out of the pan and placing it on a plate to cool down. Harry reached over and tried to grab a piece, only to be smacked by my spatula. 

      "B-but I only wanted one piece." He stuttered out, trying to sound like a child while clutching his "injured" hand to his chest. I just giggled a bit which seemed to be contagious because soon enough he was laughing along with me. Everytime we attempted to stop laughing, we'd look at each other and start laughing again. It was so weird, to actually be laughing for the first time in months. My laughter died down as I thought about this, and Harrys seemed to stop when mine did. The two of us held eye contact long enough that I could see through his perfectly green eyes as if they were glass, before I rubbed the back of my neck and asked him if he could go call the other boys. He sighed and walked out of the room only to return a couple of seconds later with the other lads.

      They were half way finished with breakfast when Paul called them to tell them they had a short interview in about half an hour. Forgetting about their food, they all got up from the table rushing to their seperate rooms to prepare for the interview. I stood quietly in the kitchen, my back to the counter leaning my elbows on it, as the boys ran around the apartment, fixing their hair and getting dressed. After about 20 minutes of them running around, there was a car honking downstairs, presumably for them. I quietly padded over to the front window in the living room and sure enough, paul was waiting outside right next to the black van that had picked us up from the airport. I jumped when I realized the boys were also looking out the window, right next to me. 

      "How do we look?" Zayn asked, as I eyed each one of them individually. I straightened out Niall's polo shirt and fixed a strand of Harry's hair that fell out of place. Stepping back, I bit my lip and nodded my head in approval. It was true, these boys could wear anything and look absolutely perfect. "But you'd prefer them with no clothes, wouldn't you?" My dirty mind added although I couldn't disagree. They turned to exit the door leading to the stairs, leaving me in the apartment alone. I watched through the blinds as they left, but not before Harry turned around and clutched his hand to his chest and fake sobbed as he had done before in the kitchen. Smirking, he turned around and entered the car and I couldn't help but smile a bit. I left their apartment only to return a few minutes later with my speakers and Ipod. Selecting the playlist labeled "Dance music" I turned it up as loud as it would and got out some cleaning products. Slipping on the rubber gloves, I realized how much I actually had to clean. "Well  you've got all day, Jay." I said in my head, "All day."

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