chosen; h.s.

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"Mr. Styles, Victor Fernandez is here to see you now." Bea, my assistant said.

"Send him in." I ordered.

"Right away, sir." Bea rushed out swiftly, calling upon Fernandez as she walked.

Wait, what the fuck. Why am I talking like this? I'm Harry Styles for god sakes. Harry Fucking Styles. Not some proper man out for tea and crumpets. I'm Harry Fucking Styles.

Victor came in with a smug expression on his face. Like he knew exactly what he was doing. I knew what he was doing, I knew exactly what he was doing. I didn't want to do this. I had to.

"How any girls do you have?" I asked uninterested in whatever I am about to do.

"Just 3. Shall we get started?" The middle-aged man asks.

I nod and gesture for him to sit in front of me.

"First we have Miranda Wells. She lives in Los Angeles, California. She likes, and I quote, 'Starbucks and guys with six packs.' Next we have Dana Davis. She's athletic and plays on for her high school basketball team. Lastly there is Ashley Oaks. She enjoys reading and music. She's smart, a senior in her high school, Astoria High."

"I think I like this Ashley girl the best. Plus she's the closest." Not true. Miranda was the girl closest. She lives in L.A. and so do I.

Victor showed me her photo. She was absolutely stunning. She had long brown hair, and navy blue eyes. Gorgeous. I wanted to meet her.

This girl better be worth the flight, time, and money. Astoria, Oregon, here I come.

-Ashley's P.O.V.-

I woke up smiling. For no apparent reason. I felt good today. I turned on some music and hopped into the shower. I sang along to the One Direction song, Steal My Girl. I wish Zayn was my bff. What are these thoughts?

- skip shower part bc yah -

I put on my clothes, and walked out of my house. Off to school I go.

-Harry's POV-

Many people think that I'm just a guy in a band. But I'm way more than that. I do my own thing sometimes and don't always rely on my bandmates. Sometimes I have to take responsibility for my actions. Like this one. I'm flying out to Oregon to see a girl I've never met before, to get her to date me for publicity. What am I doing with my life? When did I turn into such a douche?