Killer Love (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter One Early Start

"Scarlett! Wake up! You're going to be late for work!" My dad yelled as he was pounding against my door. I groaned as I looked at my clock sitting on my side table. It was 7 A.M. and I had to be at work at 9. It was like my dad to wake me up an hour before I actually had to get up. I guess ever since I got my life back together he's been very sure I get everything right now.

I try not to think about who I used to be a few months ago. I mean people are still after me, but I'm very careful to not go out as much. I don't want to get anyone hurt anymore, not after what happened to Caleb. I tear up at the thought and push it to the back of my head. I get and get in the shower. The warm water relaxes my muscles and I scrub my skin that's covered by black ink. I never get colored tattoos, I think they look ridiculous. Plus, mine have meaning to them. After something would happen to me I would go and get another tattoo. Most of them are words, but I have a few pictures. My favorite was the Latin word, bellator, on my collarbone, it means warrior. It was just a simple cursive tattoo, which made it cute. I finished my shower and turned the water off. I wrapped a towel around my body and walked back to my room. I put on a strapless black lace bra that was made with matching underwear. I quickly threw a black crop-top and a pair of black jean shorts. I pulled on my white converse that I drew on with black sharpie and grabbed my black over the shoulder purse and phone.

I jogged down the steps to the kitchen and my dad threw me an apple behind his back. I caught it and took a big bite of the red apple. I sat at the kitchen bar and swallowed my bite.

"So Dad why do insist on me being early for a job that I can't get fired from?" I asked as my father poured a spoon of honey into his tea.

"You know just because I'm your boss doesn't mean I can't fire you." He said before taking a sip of his steaming tea.

"True, but you wouldn't. Because you love me too much." I said batting my long eyelashes.

"Sure sweetheart." He laughed, "com'on I've got to get to my office early to meet with Paul."

I rolled my eyes. Today was the day I'd start working with the most famous boyband in the world, One Direction. It's been three years since the band hit number one and they've stayed that way. I loved the fact that their fans cared so much, but they're all way too innocent. Course none of them are virgins, but I mean in this world who is? That's besides the point. I'm going to have to start working with them and recording with them because their contract ended and they took a two year break. They've decided to start recording in the U.S. and I don't see why, but I guess it's fun for them. Its not that I didn't want to work with them, it's just that when it came to music I liked to be serious and the only serious one in that band was really Liam. That's only 1/5, which means the other four are crazy five years stuck mens' bodies.

"Well are you coming?" my dad asked snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah. What choice do I have?" I sighed standing up and walking out the door he was holding open.

"Don't act that way, it makes you less likable." He frowned as he turned around and saw me lighting a cigarette. He quickly grabbed it, threw it on the ground, and stomped on it. "Not when it's your first day. Plus, I don't want my car smelling like smoke."

I frowned as I hopped in the passengers seat and rolled the window down.

"Sweetheart, I'm sorry. It's just that I want the boys to stay and enjoy our company. It's number one and is like it to stay that way. I want you to know that if you don't feel comfortable recording the boys I can assign someone else, but I feel they'd like you better than anyone else. Also, it gives you a chance to get out more." He said before pulling out of the driveway.

"I know Dad, but staying in makes it safer for me and you. I don't want anyone to get hurt. I don't want anyone to end up like... Caleb." My voice was barely audible when I said Caleb's name and my dad immediately squeezed my knee when I mentioned his name. Even thinking about him made memories flood back, including the one where my ex boyfriend killed him. I shuddered at the thought and stared out the window trying to push the image away, but it stayed there fresh in my mind. Maybe I wasn't ready to go out yet, but it has been two months since he died maybe its time I move own. Who knows maybe I fall in love with someone else. I just don't want my past to ruin everything.


Authors note:
So sorry this is kind of boring but in the next chapter Scarlet meets the boys!! Let me know what you guys think!!