Hired by Styles (Harry Styles)

Chapter 9

Sorry that this one is short. I needed something to pull you guys over.

I might not update tommorow (Saturday) because I've got a dental appointment.

But I'm writing chapter 10 currently so yeah!

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T a y l o r

"Are you sure you want to do this? Do you even know this lady?" Harry worries as I look out the window staring at the old librarian's Soho house that I was supposed to be in.

"She says she has information on what happened on Friday so hopefully she isn't some kind of pedophile, or something.." I replied as I undid my seat belt getting ready to exit the car until Harry grabbed my arm causing me to turn to him.

"Can I come?" He pouts as I bite my lip, better safe than sorry.

I nod my head and he smirks as we get out the car, him locking it behind us with a press of a button. It never occurred to me how intelligent and complex our generational technology was. You could lock a car with a press of a button, deposit a check via phone, and have your car parallel park by itself. It was cool, yet convenient.

I reached my hand to ring the doorbell but Harry smacked my index finger away as it was soon replaced with his.

"I wanted to do it." He murmured like a child as I rolled my eyes laughing slightly at his innocent act. As soon as I finished laughing the door swung open revealing a young guy around Harry's age. He had tattoos and piercings just like Harry did but many more including a lip ring and a eyebrow piercing. I was guessing it was the librarian's son.

"Son of a bitch.." Harry muttered under his breath as the young soul looked at him in a deceiving manner. I was wondering what was going on but had no time. It was obvious these two had some kind of tension but I didn't care.

"Hi do you know where Mary and Louis are?" I read from the piece of paper the librarian gave to me introducing her and her husband's names.

"I'm Louis, my wife's in the kitchen." Louis said as I stood there shocked. How could such a young boy be married to a old woman.. cougar much?

Harry's face was still twisted as I found the situation humorous. I walked into the house Harry following close behind as he closes the door behind himself and I see Mary place plates of Penne alla vodka onto the table. I smiled at the scent as I couldn't get the sickening sight of their inappropriately aged relationship, but it wasn't my business. If it makes the situation better I could say I was kidnapped and fell in love with my abductor and weeks later we are dating. Much more ironic than dating someone younger than you.

"Sit, sit we have many things to go through!" She squealed as Harry awkwardly sat keeping his eyes glued on Louis as I sat next to him looking down at my plate of food and licking my moist lips.

"Before anything how old are you?" Harry rudely asks. Never heard of 'don't ask for a woman's age much?

"I'm 34, Is there a problem?" Mary asked, she didn't look 34. She probably dyed her hair gray thinking it's a new "trend" when it makes you look forty times your age. She probably dresses her part at the library, because her glasses were not hung on to a chain but they were on, her face was clear and smooth crystal clear of wrinkles like the one she had in the library. Her gray hair wasn't in a bun but it fell loosely down her shoulders. She looked flawless.

"Why the fuck are you dating a 20 year old?" Harry groaned as he looked over to Trevor who looked ready to fight.

"Listen Styles I'm trying to help your little prissy bitch, so shut the hell up so I can get to this before I rip your-" Mary cut him off shaking her head.

"Stop it Louis!" She shouted as she turned her head back to me. "Anyways Louis located the time, place and person of the audio and video that was sent around the school that was supposedly you. All I can tell you is that it isn't you, Louis will explain more." She conducted as she turned her attention to her husband we was still mad at the outburst.

Louis opened up his mouth to speak but Harry quickly took the spotlight, "Of course Louis knows how to hack, he used to hack into all my shit."

I nudged his arm as he hissed and looked at me. "Sorry." He muttered as Louis put on a sly smile and continued on with his remarks.

He pulls out a page that contained all the information of the records as I looked at it and read the information.

"I don't understand..?" I choked out, a little stupefied from the information written on the paper.

"The video was supposed to be you but wasn't. The girl, Jenna, was wearing a wig to make it look like you. If you watched the video "your" backside was only showed but not your front. Also the film was placed in Ireland, I guess the girl thought it would be better to do the video in a different place then here in London."

"When was this filmed?" I asked still trying to place the idea of why my body was sore and tired when I woke up with Dylan.

"The summer of 2011, indicating that it is an old video, the audio was recently filmed two months before the uprising." Louis scratched the back of his neck as I looked down at the data on the sheet nodding my head as my brain started to process and absorb the information.

"So why did I wake up sore and sweaty and in bed with Dylan that night? He told me we did it.. but according to this we didn't..?" I questioned as he let out an esteemed laugh.

"Oh hunny you're so cute." He started as Harry was right about to strangle him, I placed my hand on his thigh allowing Louis to continue, "They obviously did something to you. You have to find that information from your friends."

I nodded my head as I looked down at my plate which had sauce from the pasta that I was eating on whilst listening to Louis.

"We're leaving now." Harry said as he grabbed my arm but I dug my heels into the wooden floor.

"May I keep this?" I asked Louis as he smiled and nodded his head.

"Sure princess, use it to get back at them." I smiled and thanked him and Mary as Harry dragged me out the house causing me to groan.

"Don't you have any manners Harry? Could you get any more intrusive?" I yelled at him as his jaw tightened a bit.

"I do have manner but I don't use them on dicks like him! Stay away from him. I don't want you to talk to that librarian or Louis understood?" He demanded but I shook my head rolling my eyes.

"You're not my boss-"

"Technically I am, do you remember how you got here?" He interrupted me as I glared at him.

"Do you remember how I escaped? Yeah I could do it right now but I choose not to because I have self-discipline unlike you! What were you, raised by dragons?" I retorted as he let out a dark chuckle and shook his head.

"Keep talking Taylor see where it'll get you." He concluded as he began to walk towards the car issuing me to come but I shook my head.

"I'm going to go to school, it's around lunch." I said and looked up at him as he shook his head in disapproval.

"I'm just going there to get some answers Harry, make sure to pick me up when I text you or I'll walk to the library again." He sighed as he nodded his head and getting in the car. He started his engine and began to drive away leaving me in his dust.

I rolled my eyes and began walking to the campus which wasn't too far away. I looked around as I walked being very sensible and observant, I was still shaken by the Vipers attack towards me at the park, so I was planning to look North and South, East and West everywhere I went.

I reached school right as the bell rung for lunch as I gave myself a mental high five. Right on time.

I walked confidentially down the lunch aisle, avoiding all the looks and sneers I was getting. I decided to set myself in the enemies flare and seated myself next to Jenna, Dylan and their crew. They all sent their gazes towards me as I smiled innocently.

"Good afternoon scholars!" I cheered as they started to laugh.

"What are you doing here?" Dylan scowled as I took out the piece of paper handing it to Jenna.

"Nice try Jenna, when I watched the video closely I found out that Jenna has a birthmark on her RIGHT CHEEK!" I blurted out as the whole cafeteria faced my way and Jenna started to become scarlet as she read the paper. Their expressions were priceless; caught, intimidated and embarrassed.

I stood up on the bench turning to the whole other college students I knew.

"That.. wasn't me in the video and audio. An IP tracker tracked down the video and audio sources to find out that Jenna and Dylan made a sex tape back in 2011." The whole crowd started to gasp as the attention was now on a humiliated Dylan and a crying Jenna. I didn't feel any remorse at all, nor did I feel the need to stop.

"Dylan framed me that night saying I had sex with him, but it turns out I had nothing to do with it!" I spoke as the whole cafeteria started to boo at Dylan. I stepped off the bench seeing Jacqueline and Max shaking their heads. They began to walk out the cafeteria as I ran after them ignoring the food being thrown at Jenna and Dylan.

"Guys? Where are you going?" I ran up to them as they paused and looked at me.

"Away from you.." Max croaked as Jacqueline was breathing heavily.

"What the hell happened? Why aren't you guys being sympathetic, why aren't you guys caring that I was framed? What kind of friends are you?" I began to pull at the roots of my hair.

Jacqueline let out a small hiccup as Max started to rub her shoulders, "W-We aren't good friends for you Taylor. W-We did some stuff.."

"What stuff?" I asked as I changed my stance now crossing my arms and propping my hips up a bit.

"W-we were a part of the plan..." Max whispered as I shook my head.

"What? What do you mean you were a part of the plan?" I started to freak out, was Jacqueline and Max the one who were having intercourse in the tape? Why would they do such a thing for me or to get at me?

"We have to go." I tried to stop them but they already ran out the door leaving me by myself in the hallway.

I swung on the back of my heel beginning to walk out the college as I felt a hang drag me back.

"Ms. Jenkins, nice to see you." Headmaster Jones spoke to me as I raised an eyebrow.

"Hi? May I help you with anything Mr. Jones?" I respectfully asked as she put on a sly smirk and nodded his head.

"You can spend your time after school picking up all the crap off the cafeteria, also Ms. Jenkins you need to be in school more to be able to get more points for your diploma, or you could do community work, and or attend more classes." I sighed as I shook my head.

"I'll pick up the shi- the gunk off the floor, but more classes? I'm already in all the AP classes! I can barely sign up for more!" I complained as he tilted his head towards the bulletin board that was covered in papers and forms. I shifted towards it to see a class for cooking, yoga, learning a second language or cross country.

I sighed as I took the pen that was hanging on a steel chain and signed my name on to the cross country form as I smiled at myself.

"With that class you'll be able to graduate at the first game. With the amount of activities you are doing plus this one you're good to go." Mr. Jones snuck about behind me as I jumped up a bit and turned to him with a faux smile.

"I'm glad I signed up for the good classes while I could." I smiled as I began to walk away before I heard my name being called again. I groaned as I turned around to see Mr. Jonas smiling.

"The next meet is tomorrow at 4. It's at the Don Valley Stadium." I gasped as I looked at him. I was a runner during middle school and parts of high school; I always wanted to run in a stadium. I did have a chance for the 2012 Olympics but I wanted to focus on college first.

"Great I'll be there!" I cheered as I skipped out The University of Cambridge and walked out towards the campus sitting myself on the bright green grass that was sparkled with red and green leaves fallen from the branches of the trees.

I pulled out my phone and sighed, I didn't tell Harry I had a source of communication after he threw out my other phone. I'm glad I have two of them it was just a convenient thing to do. I found it extremely funny as Harry didn't know how I got the phone but didn't seem to care.

I shot him a text telling him to pick me up right now as he replied back quickly. I started to play with the leaves as I waited and waited for him to come. It started to get chilly so I covered myself with leaves. I didn't realize how ridiculous it was until I heard a deep chuckle from behind me.

"Cold?" The voice said as I turned my head to see Harry. A small smile formed on my lips as I got up and shook the leaves off my flare-cut jeans and my short sleeve shirt.

"Yeah, I guess you could say that." I blushed as he kissed my nose and smiled.

"How was it?" He asked as he placed his hand cautiously around my waist and I shrugged.

"It was awkward, I'll tell you the awkward part later but right now I'm screaming for joy!" I squealed as he moved away a little and I blushed. "Sorry, overly happy."

He let out a chuckle and held out his hand for me to hold I grabbed it smiling and he gave it a squeeze.

"What went down?" He asked as I sighed heavily.

"I signed up for cross country and our meet is tomorrow at Don Valley Stadium!" I squeal as Harry freezes and looks at me.

"What time?" He asks and I start to jump up and down.

"Mm, four!" I smiled as he shook his head.

"You can't go I need you tomorrow, we have another meeting." My face fell from his hurtful smile to a sickening frown.

"Harry, you can't do this to me. It's the most important thing to me!" I complained as his face seemed to have no emotion.

"I don't care you aren't going and that's final." Harry stipulated as I couldn't help but tear up a bit.

"You're a real jerk Harry, you remind me of my father which isn't a good thing." I stomped off as I walked up to his car leaving him stunned.

H a r r y

You're a real jerk Harry, you remind me of my father which isn't a good thing." Taylor screeched as she stomped away leaving me alone on the campus as she started to cry in the backseat.

I honestly didn't care about her being upset about not going to the cross country meet; I doubt she could meet their standards. But what I did care about was her comparing me to her father, I don't know who her father is but I didn't like the comparison.

I quietly made it into the driver's seat and turned up the music to avoid Taylor's cries. I didn't have time to feel guilty and sad at this moment, I had no time for emotions at all.

I know I said I loved Taylor but I'm not sure what I love about her. I don't even think I love her, I just probably lied to her to make her to stop squirming and being feisty. Scratch that, I did say it because of that.

Of course I did feel a little bit of stigma towards the unforgiving lie I told her but she didn't have to know. All I had to do was continue to say I loved her and boom, we got a happy girlfriend and a lying boyfriend.

"W-What are you thinking about?" She whimpered in the back as I felt my heart break. She had an impact on me but it wasn't love, I was over that stage.

"How much I love you." I lied through my teeth feeling bitter acid clump up in my throat. Why did I feel so sick lying to someone? This was literally the first time I wanted to vomit for my deluded lies.

"If you loved me you would let me go to the stadium." She croaked behind me as I pulled over the car and turned around to her.

"Go, you can go okay? Just don't expect me to be cheering on the sidelines for you and your crappy running legs." I groaned as her smile faltered.

"Assuming makes an ass out of you and me." She retorted as I put on my hazard lights.

"Fine, I'll go but if the other girls outrun you within five minutes I'm out the fucking door." I grunted as she laughed. I smiled that the tension was slightly lifted but I still felt uncomfortable when she compared me to her dad.

I began to drive home in silence not sure what to say so I didn't. I just hope she doesn't find out I have no feelings for her, because then I'll lose someone I like and need.

T a y l o r

I quickly ran inside of my room looking around frantically, there wasn't any gym clothes I could use for the meet, and I've already looked inside the humongous closet that provided designer clothes for me and Harry's. Nothing was there. Maybe he was right; maybe I should just go to the meeting with him. I was about to go tell him before Emily came up behind me smiling.

"I know you need clothes." She whispers as I look at her and raise an eyebrow.

"What?" I questioned as she grabbed my hand leading me into her room.

Her room was larger than mine, well the one that Harry provided. It was more wide and spacious. Her balcony was open as the white floral curtains were flowing in and out due to the wind.

"This is how I escape on days where I have to get girl stuff, for if Harry knew he would never let me out the house." I nodded my head slowly not knowing where she was going with it.

"What are you saying?" I asked naively not knowing what she was asking.

She let out a laugh, "I know you aren't a blonde but you're acting like one," I shook my head completely oblivious. "I'm saying escape through the balcony! There's a ladder below and the mall isn't too far from here. Just make sure you're back before the time Harry's dropping you off. I'll cover for you." She smiled and I nodded my head racing towards the balcony and looking down.

She was right; the balcony was guarded with a flower bed down below and steps to climb down. I swung my legs over turning over to her smiling.

"Thank you." I thanked her gratefully and climbed down the steps as she closed the balcony door behind me. I jumped off the few couple of steps landing on the daisies.

"Don't stomp on daisies Taylor." I whispered to myself as I broke my promise stepping on a newborn daisy causing myself to whimper as I bent down to pick it up.

"Baby.." I whispered as I held the crushed daisy as I walked to the mall, aiding it on my way.

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