Why Me?(Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 1

Harry's POV:

I woke up to a phone call from management. I sighed as I answered the phone.

"Hello." I stated.
"Harry," Hilary, "you should be getting ready to go to the club tonight. Bring no one else with you. We already have a hotel room for you." She told me.

"Okay. Bye." I said as I hung up the phone. I stood up, pulling on a pair of black skinny jeans and a black long sleeved sweater type shirt. I ran downstairs and slipped on my shoes. The guys looked up from their movie.

"Where you going?" Niall asked. I shrugged, "Out." I said. They all exchanged a look.

"We'll go with." Louis said as they all started to get up.

"Uh, no, it's fine. I wanna be alone anyways." I told them and when they went to protest I was out the door. Management said no one could come. And why would they want to come with me. They probably didn't even want to come. I'm just a bother to them. They were just being nice.

I walked into the club and look d at the picture management sent me. Her name was Jackie, she was pretty, just not my type. I go up to the bar and start asking for shots, which is exactly what I get.

"Harry?" I turn around to see a girl, the girl in the picture.

"Jackie." I said. She smiled. "How 'bout we get outta here." I had to make this look real to management. "How about we dance first." I stated. She nodded and I took her hand, leading her to the dance floor.

We were grinding on each other, and I could hear pictures being taken. That was when she kissed me, I wanted to pull away, but I couldn't. Management would have my head on a platter if I did. A few more pictures later and we were stumbling out of the bar, and into a cab.

I heard Jackie tell the cab driver to drive to my flat. Management must've told her. She turned to look at me, and then she straddled me. I sighed, but gripped her waist. Had to make it look real to the driver too, huh?

She wrapped her arms around my neck and played with my hair while we were making out in the back of a cab.  The cab pulled to a stop and I could see the others were still there. Great.

"Carry me in." Jackie said. I looked at her after I gave the driver a wad of cash and probably more than I needed to give.

"Why?"

"Make it seem real, babe." She purred in my ear.

"I have company. We'd be going straight to my room anyways."

"You're drunk. Play it off as you don't remember. They need to think its real too." I sighed I knew she was right. She squealed as I hoisted her up, she wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck.

I was having a little difficulty opening the door but I got it, and kicked the door shut.

"Harry, you're home." I heard and seen the guys eating pizza, then they looked to Jackie. "And you brought company." Louis said aloud. I shrugged as Jackie looked at me. "Didn't know you had company." She whispered seductively in my ear. I nodded.

"Uh, yeah, we'll just be in my room." I said as I took her upstairs and into my room.

Where she jumped off of me and slammed me against my wall. "Now let's have some fun." She said as she started to pull of my shirt.
I stopped her movements. "Jackie, you know you're being paid to make people think we're doing things. We don't have to do anything." I said. She huffed.