Flash {Larry AU)

harry's pov//





"Alright, Styles, Landervingne, Grimshaw. You'll be working with Flash Clothing owned by Louis Tomlinson. His photographer, Liam Payne, will be with you in a moment, along with Charlotte Toine, the one who'll be dressing you. Good luck boys." said my manager, Scarlet Deams.

"Aw man, I've heard that man Tomlinson is an arse. This is going to be bloody fantastic." said Grimmy.

I have to say, I've heard he's quite the arse, but he's very fit. Being only 26.

"Yeh man. Last month Zayn and Michael had said he was a complete shithead."

"Maybe he's not that bad, lads. You know how Zayn and Michael are together. They're foolish. They probably just irritated him." I spoke up.

"Sure, sure. I need to call Des, I'll be back real quick." announced Andrew.







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Toine and Payne soon made their way into the conference room in which we sat.

"Ello, I'm Charlotte, or Charlie for short. I'll be the one who'll be dressing you lads. Pleasure to meet you all. "


She was adorable. Short, quite chubby, and middle-aged. About 30 or 35.

"And I'm Liam, Liam Payne. I'm the photographer." Liam greeted with his hand extended to shake.

Gladly , I was the first to shake it.









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God, when are we meeting Louis? I'd love to see that little smart arse people flame him to be.
Soon, the door of the dressing room opened, revealing a short, blue eyed beauty.
That must be Louis. How could an arse be that fit? Talking about arses, his is better than any females arse I've seen.

"Hurry up Charlotte. We do not have the entire day here. Liam is waiting. The crew is waiting. Jesus, you work slower than a f*cking mule.
Oh my! Look at this mess! Regina! Regina! F*ck, where in the world is Regina!" He growled out loud.

A janitor came rushing in to organise the pile of clothes in the corner we had created.

"And who are you?" He spat at the lads and I.

"Ah, I'm Harry. That's Nicholas and that over there in the chair is Andrew, you are?" I quickly replied, playing stupid onto not knowing who he was.

"I, I am Louis Tomlinson. Owner and founder of Flash Clothing." He cockily replied, pointing at himself as he did.

"Now, if you'd all like to keep your jobs, I do suggest onto hurrying your arses up a bit! Understood? Understood. 10 minutes and you all better be done and out posing your arses off. Good day." He yelled.