Forced To Leave You **Watty Awards 2013**

Chapter 11: Found her

Harry POV

            “Mr. Styles Mrs. Parker is ready to see you now.” Jenny her assistant said. I arose from the uncomfortable seat and followed Jenny to Holly’s office. She made her way down the narrow hallway passing about 20-30 offices till Jenny came to an abrupt stop in front of a door that had Holly’s name in cursive. She knocked on the door, and opened it slowly letting me through.

“Mrs. P-parker?” Jenny hesitated. “Mr. Styles is here.” The office chair spun around, and there sat Holly her hands molded together on her desk a frown plastered on her face. Let’s just say she wasn’t happy…not happy at all.

“Jenny you may be dismissed, and you,” She said pointing her index finger at me. “Sit here.” She said moving her finger at the seat in front of her. “I need to have a chat with you.”

“Okay?” I said situating myself on the leather seat, and crisscrossing my legs on her desk.

“Feet off Styles.” I scoff.

“You aren’t my mother.” She removed her glasses and glared at me. “Anyway what is it that you wanted to tell me that was so urgent?”

“Listen here Mr.” She said slamming her pen on the desk. “Stop with the snotty remarks, or there will be consequences.” She warned. I hummed in response not seeming to give a crap. “Anyway what I needed to tell you was that there is a problem.”

“Which is?” I said impatiently. I looked at my watch on my wrist. “Can you make this quick I got to pick of Kayla.”

“She can wait Harry.” I laughed.

“Actually she can’t.” She groaned palming her face.

“Please, let me talk.” I threw my hands up in surrender. “Thank you.” She said sighing in relief. “What I was trying to say was that Management sent me something this morning.” She arose from her seat and walked to her filing cabinet pulling out a folder.

“What did they send?”

“Take a look for yourself.” She said throwing the folder on the desk in front me.

“Wh-”

“Just look for yourself.” She said rubbing her temples. This isn’t good if Holly looks actually nervous. I slowly opened it occasionally looking up at Holly who was now drumming her finger miraculously against her desk. I looked down at the folder, my heat race increased, and my mouth parted in shock. Paper clipped to the folder was a picture of no other then Brianna; she was hugging a little girl probably around the age of 8 or 10.

“They found her in Chicago.” Holly’s voice rang in my ears bringing me back to reality.  I paid no mind to her though; I was still looking down at the picture in shock. After 2 years they finally found her in Chicago…I should have known that, that’s where she had been figuring that half her family is there. “Did you even here a single word I said?” Holly snapped slamming her hands on the desk making me flinch.

“Uh..” I hesitated.

“I said they found her in Chicago.”

“And what’s the problem?”

“Jesus, Harry that is where you are flying to today that’s you last stop of your tour!”

“So…” She yelled out in frustration. “Why are you so worked up about it?”

“Obviously because of you! I don’t want her coming back into your life Harry! I don’t want you falling for her again!” I huffed and chuckled.

“Oh, you’re too funny Holly… To funny! I got Kayla what makes you think I’m going to go crawling back to her?” Her tensed body loosened and she slowly sat back on her chair. “You’re stressing yourself for no reason.”