A Summer's Job (1D)

10:"Pressure"

Christina's POV

By the end of the day, I let out a sigh of relief. I felt like a walking zombie for most of the day. When I was asked if I wanted to watch One Direction film their music video, I refused. I know it seems mean, but I didn't feel like it.

After locking my office, I walked through the halls, not waiting for the boys to finish their work. I want to go home now, I'm their assistant in my work's time, not in my own time. I'm not their babysitter.

The building seemed empty when I was about to leave. About to. As soon as I went to open the exit door, I felt someone's hand on my bum. I gasped and turned quickly around, only seeing it was Harry.

"You almost gave me a heart attack." I rolled my eyes.

"Sorry babe," he smirked, "when we get to your house, maybe we can..have some fun?"

Uh. What do I say to him? I want to say no, but I don't want him feeling rejected. Maybe if I play dumb...

"What do you mean?" I asked, though I am fully aware of what he means.

"C'mon, you know what I mean," he looks into my eyes, "us? In bed, together? Making love?"

I sighed. "Sorry Harry. I don't think I'm ready for that."

He seemed confused. "What are you talking about?"

"We just had out first date, and we've only known each other for a few days. I'm sorry, I'm not ready." I explain.

He didn't take that well, but kept going. "Oh come on, it will be fine."

"Maybe when we know each other a little more." I compromise.

"We do know each other. You know me, I know you. Or we can get to know each other even more when we're in bed." he tried to convince me.

"Look Harry," I groaned a little, "I said no and that's finale."

He became angry. "We're dating! We can have sex you know?!?!"

I glare at him. "No means no."

"No shit," he muttered, "I can't believe you're rejecting me!"

I can't believe he's pressuring me! "Harry, I feel bad already that I'm telling you no-"

He cuts me off. "Then let's have some fun! You'll feel better, I promise!"

I rolled my eyes at him. "Why don't you consider my feeling? If I say no, you have to respect that and move on!"

"I'm moving on alright." he mumbled.

I ignored his comment. "No Harry, I'm going home."

"You're breaking my heart, babe!" he whined.

"Bye, Harry. See you at home, if you've stopped your antics." I tell him and walk away.

"Nobody rejects Harry Styles!" he shouts as I leave the building.

I'm pissed now. Especially at Harry. I am starting to think that he hasn't change his ways at all. Maybe it was a mistake dating him at all. And now, because of him, I have a headache. I can't wait to jump on my bed, where me and Harry will NOT be having fun, and go to sleep.

But I couldn't get his words out of my head. Nobody rejects Harry Styles.

Niall's POV

We just finished shooting the first scene of our music video, "Best Song Ever" and it honestly tired me out. Harry just zoomed out of the room all of a sudden, and I just rolled my eyes and chuckled at him.

I finished changing back into my 'normal' clothes, considering I had to dress as a creepy old guy for the music video, along with Louis. I left my dressing room and found Lacey hooked up on her phone.

"Hi darling." I spoke and she looked up, smiling at him.

"Hey Nialler," she greeted, "so are you going to the party this Friday?"

"What's the party for?" I asked.

"For One Direction silly," she laughed, "it's a celebration for your finished music video. We know it's going to be a hit."

"Thanks," I smiled, "and yeah, I'll go."

"Sweet! See you there!" she winked at me and ran off.

I sighed, and joined the rest of the lads as we were leaving the building. Lacey is nice and pretty, but I don't think she's the one. Sometimes, she flatters herself way to much, and she likes to pressure people into doing things. Truthfully, she's not my princess.

We saw Harry join us, a scowl taking over his face. He seemed mad.

"What's wrong Hazza?" Louis asked him.

"She rejected me!" he exclaimed.

"Christina?" Zayn asked.

Christina. Just the sound of her name makes my heart race. So of course, I had to pay more attention to this conversation.

"Yes! She wouldn't have sex with me!" he boomed.

We stopped dead in our tracks. I glared at Harry, quite harshly, but he was too angry to notice. Sick bastard. If Christina were mine, I would treat her right, I wouldn't need 'sex' to be pleasured.

"Could you blame her? You guys just had your first date." Liam commented.

Oh yeah, that brought me to last night. I sort of new where they were going, the campsite, Harry had told me. Don't call me a stalker, I'm glad I went there with Lacey. But it seemed like she wasn't having fun, because stupid Harry paid more attention to the fans!

"Whose side are you on?" Harry glared at him.

"Haz, calm down. It's not a big deal." Louis soothed him.

He sighed. "You're right. I could get any girl I want anyways."

I got pissed right away, but I didn't say anything about it, not wanting to start any trouble with him. Instead, I changed the subject. "Are you guys going to the party on Friday?"

"Oh yeah! I'm bringing Perrie." Zayn said all 'lovey dovey'.

"And I'm bringing Danielle." Liam interjected.

"And I'm bringing Eleanor!" Louis screamed, just because he felt like it.

I sighed. Their all happy with their girlfriends, while I'm down. Even though Lacey isn't my girlfriend, I'm sad because Christina isn't mine. Maybe I shouldn't bother with this party, but I already promised Lacey.

Oh how I wish I can have my princess.

Christina's POV

I did just what I planned when I got home: I fell asleep on my bed. A knocking on the door woke me though. The boys must be here, oh gosh.

"Come in!" I shouted.

The door opened, and in came Harry. I huffed and turned away from him, and heard him sigh. "Christina, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have pushed your limits."

"You really pressured me." I mumbled.

"I guess I'm still trying to get use to my new ways. It was a spur of the moment, I didn't even expect it, it just came out. You're not even my girlfriend yet, and I feel bad. Obviously I wasn't thinking." he continued.

I turned and faced him. He had a sad look on his face, and I sighed. I guess I can't be that mad.

"Fine Harry. I forgive you." I answered what he probably had in mind.

"Thank goodness," he sighed in relief, "oh um, would you like to be my date for this Friday's party? It's a celebration for One Direction."

"Hehe, that sort of rhymed," I laughed a bit, "and yes, I would like to be your date."

"Yes!" he cheered, "and thank you."

He ran over and kissed my cheek. Then, he ran out. I shook my head, he's really trying to change his ways, and I'm proud of him for that. I don't want to be conceited, but maybe I'm his good influence? If that even made sense.

I propped up on my bed, now in a better mood. It's not like I had a choice to go to this party, my mom would have made me went. But she's going to be really happy once she finds out Harry is taking me.

I looked up at the ceiling. Hmm, I always wanted to paint my ceiling, a night sky with stars. I don't know, I just want it though. It's the fact that my dad always took me out to watch the stars, I guess. I miss him so much.

I laid back down, but suddenly these words popped right into my head, words Harry said. But this is something he said differently, but it's still from earlier.

I'm moving on alright. What does that mean?

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