The next morning I wake feeling a bit ill. I groan picking up my phone buzzing on my bed table.
"What?!" I growl into the reciever.
"Oh erm Mr. Tom- Louis I didn't mean to.... did I wake you?" Harry soft yet scared voice comes through.
Shit.
"No...well yes you did sorry for answering like that usually it's Jade calling me at fucking seven a.m in the morning." I pause for a beat.
"How can I help you Mr. Styles?" I question my head still buried in the pillows.
"I'm um I'm uh at the LWT you told me to come by tomorrow sometime so I uh figured an early start be best." he clears his throat.
"Oh right...I'm not feeling the absolute best my stomach is hurting a good bit, I have a head ache, and my throat hurts, would you like to come by my house and we work on it here?" I offer my voice scratchy.
"Um isn't that against the contract employee may not be present at bosses home at any time?" he recites the line from the contract.
"Hell if I know I just jotted down some random shit." I say honestly.
"Well maybe you should rewrite the contract then?" he questions.
I half laugh.
"No I already tried they won't let me what's final is final." I explain.
He stays quiet and I can hear him breathing through the receiver.
"Mr. Styles are...are you there?" I question now laying on my back.
Shit my stomach really hurts. I feel like I'm about to vomit.
"Yes I am. Um I don't think I like that idea I'd rather record at work not at yours." he explains.
"Right then you can go home you have a day off, I'm calling in sick." I say rubbing my throat.
The line goes dead. Cheers what a nice ending of a conversation that was. I take the phone away from my ear and stare at it. Confused why he didn't say he was going to hang up I could've started talking to him and not even realized that he hung up thankfully I did realize. I dial Jades number and tell her I'm sick and to cancel everything on my schedule today and to lock up LWT and go home. She bitches of course about not wanting to check every exit door of the damn building and all that shit. I of course yell at her and threaten to fire her yet again. Then hang up.
My phone buzzes just as I throw the duvet off my body sending my phone across the room.
"Fucking bloody hell that's personalized that better not be broke." I complain to myself.
I lift my IPhone of the hardwood floor it's broke. The screen is cracked to pieces and the home button has fallen out. Cheers perfect way to start my day. My stomach feels like it turns and I run to the bathroom vomiting on the floor missing the toilet. I swear if Jade did something to my tea I'm going to have her arrested on what ever fucking charge she would get for poisoning me. I need to get a new phone today.
I quickly shower after cleaning up the vomit from the floor and dress in my Adidas sweats. The drive to the phone shop is quick barely no traffic surprisingly.
"Right sir may I help you?"
I nod showing the man my phone. He raises his brow.
"It's personalized and I want the same one but in a Metallic Black with Silver edging and a black front. The IPhone 6+." I say.
"Sir that's going to be a lot of money." he explains.
"Um I don't care...I got the money for it so how many days will it take?" I question.
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Fiksi PenggemarLouis is rich, lonely, and runs his own record label, but when a new client by the name Harry Styles comes in he gets these over whelming urges of which he can't control. How he feels for Harry is something he's never felt before, something he is wi...