Fighter |No Longer writing|

Part 20

~~~~~~October~~~~~~~~

Harry's POV 

  I bounced my foot quickly on the ground. Still not one hundred percent sure if this was a good idea. I jolted; an unexpected vibrating feeling startled me. I grabbed my phone out of my pocket. I couldn't help but smile when I saw who it was. I could just picture her beautiful smile, her soft hair.

"Ello love," I answered with a grin.

I heard her giggle "Hey Harry,"

"Everything alright?" I asked noticing she sounded a bit different.

"Everything's fine,"

"Come on you can tell me if something's up," I said not believing her.

"Just these stupid girls at school,"

"What's their names?"

"Do you remember that picture in my room and you asked me who it was?"

I thought back to a few months ago when the boys and I stayed at her house.

"Yeah, I remember," I said thinking about that night.

"Her names Grace. We used to be friends, but then she found new ones. And now they're really mean."

"How are they mean to you?"

"Ummm, Harry I have to go,"

"What, why? Kat!" I was too late. She had already hung up.

"Mr. Styles, they will see you now," I looked up from my phone. Maybe I shouldn't, what if she doesn't even want to come here. She wants to get away from LA. So why not make it London? All these thoughts entered mind as I opened the office door. Seeing all the suit and ties always intimidated me, but today I was on a mission.

"Hello Harry!" Steve greeted me into the board room.

"Hello everyone,"

"Why did you arrange this meeting?" A women asked from the end of the table.

"I heard there is a position opening up for a new producer," I said, most of their eyes widen. I already knew walking in here that I wasn't supposed to know that, but to get what you want sometimes you have to play dirty.

"I don't know where you heard that from, but I'm sorry to say it's not true," Steve said.

"Oh it's not?"

"We have already filled that position," another man said.

"I'm not stupid," I said looking at all of their smiles and smirks.

"We all know you're not stupid," Steve said.

"Look, I'm trying to make your job easier right now. I know the perfect man for the job,"

"How will this make our jobs easier?" Another voice added.

"You won't have to hold interviews and waist your time,"

"What if we already have people lined up?" I couldn't tell who was talking now.

"We'll I guess that might be a problem," I said back rather snotty.

"Why do you want this person to have the position so bad?" Steve asked.

"He deserves this," I stated, keeping Katherine out of the conversation.

"What's this guys name?" One person asked.

"Yeah, do we even know him?" Steve asked.

"Clive," everyone's faces lit up.

"Why didn't we think of him before," Steve said looking at me astounded.

"Should we set up a meeting?" A women asked.

"Set up a Skype meeting," Steve ordered them. Everyone ran out of the room like maniacs.

"Can I ask you something?" Steve turned to me once the room was clear.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Why Clive?" I swallowed, my moth suddenly went dry.

"Why not Clive?" I asked not thinking of a reason.

"I have nothing against Clive, just why someone so far away?"

"When we went there for the VMAs, he was very nice. And seed like a hardworking man,"

"I'll be sure to give him a shot," Steve reassured me. We both got up and shook hands.  I felt relieved when I got into my car. The thought of her being only a few minutes away from me. I won't have to worry as much.