"So you don't remember anything from last night?" Louis asks me as Noah made breakfast. I was practically laying on the island in our kitchen while Louis leaned against it drinking a coke and Noah cooked.
"I mean I remember the drinks and Harry driving me home. What if I said something embarrassing?" "Hun you are embarrassing," Noah says with a laugh. "He's got a point!" Louis agrees I glare at both of them.
"Why does it matter anyways?" Noah asks me and truthfully I didn't know why although I had a small feeling it was because I liked him. He was married.
"He's rich," I said to them. "I think you have a crush on him...." Louis trails off and I scoff, "I don't! Besides you don't have any say cause you don't live here!" "I practically live here." I roll my eyes.
As childish as it sounded, I crossed my arms and started to frown at the fact that they accused me of liking Harry. I get onto my phone and start messing around with the games on my phone when I get a text from an old high school friend.
From: Perrie
You went out with Harry last night?!?
That's weird, how did she know I was with Harry.
To: Perrie
Hi to you too... I didn't go out with him he drove me home. How did you know?
From: Perrie
Here's the article link
She sent the link and I click on it reading the article. "Oh my god," Louis perks up and leans over to look on my phone.
"Is that you and Harry?" He asks and then Noah's over my shoulder and starts reading aloud. "Harry Styles goes to a fashion show with wife Madison Brooks-Styles and leaves after party with Ms. Grant's assistant Mary Caster. Harry was seen leaving the bar with Ms. Caster, they were hand in hand. She was all over him and they left together. Minutes after Madison left alone." Noah looks at me.
"What happened?" He asks me. "W-we aren't together it was a friendly gesture! I gotta go, be back for lunch." I go to put on a hoodie over my tank top and then put on my tennis shoes. It was rare I wore them. Since I didn't have my car I took a cab and gave the address to where I left my car. As the driver drives, I play on my phone.
From: Noah
Where are you at?
To: Noah
To talk to Harry, he needs to fix this mess.
From: Noah
Just don't hurt him he might sue
To: Noah
I'm rolling my eyes
From: Noah
Bye ass wipe
The driver rounded the corner too fast and I go flying across the seat. "Can you not go slower?" I snap rubbing my head. I had hit it on the door panel.
"Whoops sorry," he continued to drive like a maniac. When he pulled up to the place I was more than thankful. I paid the money and got out to watch him speed off. God, I hate cabs, I go to my car and get in to start driving towards Harry's house.
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Getting into Harry's house was more difficult than last time, then again last time I had a work reason. By the time I got to the front door Harry was at the door awaiting me. "What can I do for you, Ms. Caster?"
"Paparazzi caught us together last night and it's all over the place. I need it down, if Ms. Grant sees it I will lose my job." I tell him. "Why don't you come sit down and have a glass of tea?" He walks into the kitchen and makes two cups of tea.
I'm quite confused as to what he's up to but I follow him to the kitchen nevertheless. He goes to the fridge and pulls out jelly, "Want any jelly in your tea?"
"Ew, no. Just give me Irish cream." After he gets done he hands me my tea. "What were you saying again?"
"Paparazzi and last night." Harry shrugs it off. "You're not wearing heels I see. I was wondering why you were so short this morning." He says with a smirk. I want to hit him!
"You're changing the subject. Did you not see the article?" "I did see it."
"And?" I ask him, what was with him this morning? "And what?"
"You're being quite tentative this morning?" He begins laughing. "Tentative?"
"It means uncertain," I say to him. "Okay, I didn't know you knew big words."
"Back on subject?!" I complain, "Okay, I will see what I can do. It'll pass over," it made it seem it wasn't a huge deal but it was. It involved his wife, how was he okay with it.
"I'm leaving. Good day, Mr. Styles," Harry went to fight back to try and make me stay but I ignored him as I walk to the door and out to my car.
I honestly didn't know what to make of Harry this morning. It seemed as if he didn't care and it made me curious as to what happened behind closed doors in Harry's marriage.
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At a young age, I had noticed my artistic abilities in my first art class at school. The teacher was amazed at how I had drawn a simple cartoon fish that we had read. After that, I got better and better. I drew pictures for children's books at age ten and by age fifteen I was painting on canvas' and selling them at art shows.
My parents had always wanted more out of me, they would say drawing was for babies but I continued drawing. When my sister came home from school one day saying she wanted to be a nurse my parents were more than happy. After graduating I got offered a scholarship to a fashion college in United States, New York. My parents didn't want to pay for it but when they found out I had a scholarship and they just had to pay for books they were okay with the idea.
I can't remember when I met Noah, it was always Noah and Mary never just one of us. Noah was the only one who supported me in my choices in life. When I moved back to England after two years and got an Interview with Ms. Grant me and Noah met back up and moved in together. Noah's parents were pretty rich and although he didn't have the best job and sometimes didn't have enough money his parents helped out. When I moved in we split half and sometimes his parents did help out. They were the parents I never had, they supported me and offered me a job at their fashion company but declined since it was my dream to work for Ms. Grant.
These days I wish I had taken the offer to work for them but then thought who would stand to work for Ms. Grant and know how she likes things a certain way. It was definitely a challenge, but maybe one day I would be a designer like her.
Everyone doubted me, saying it wouldn't happen but I didn't stop believing. Because that's what artist did, they see things that other mundanes didn't.
I was determined to make my parents proud of me, and I didn't care what it took because pleasing them is what pleased me and made me feel right in the world.
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