He looks at me then speaks, "may I ask what you are doing in my house?" I just stared at him with a dumbfound expression on my face. I couldn't believe I was face to face with a celebrity with as much great power as he had. "I.... uh" I stuttered so much my own brain was laughing at me. "I'm Lola Flores I was hired alongside my mother to come and clean your home" I extend my hand to him in a formal way so he could shake it. He just stared at my hand and laughed. "well if you are here cleaning would you mind, minding your own business and not touch my belongings." I turned as bright as my tan complexion would let me and just stared at him in shock. I stuttered once again. "uh.... yes sir" to embarrassed to actually look at him I turned around to put everything where I found it and left his office without a word. His intense stare wouldn't leave me alone. I could feel it even when I wasn't in his presence. I knew he had to be watching my every move for now on, because every time I turned the corner I notice the security cameras placed in every corner of his home. All I could think in my mind was "Wow Lola, you really screwed up this time. Mom is going to kill you!" It was half past elven now and we were only about half way done with his home. Turns out he had a party at his home two days ago judging on all the confetti we found lying around the whole house. It was now about one in the afternoon and we were just finishing the house, I went to take a sip of my water but turns out it was empty so as any individual would do is to fill their water bottle up. So that's exactly what I did. Filling up my water bottle I hear someone behind and I turned around I almost lost my shit. "AH FU--, Sorry Mr. Styles I didn't know it was you" He just stared at me and at my water bottle. "What do you think you're doing?" he asked in an angered questionable tone. I look down to my feet and just shrug. "Oh uh... I was thirsty and didn't have any more water so I just came back to fill my bottle up" He looked at me and just kind of gave me a death stare. "Did I give you permission to use my fridge as your personal watering hole?" I was stunned by his response, I didn't know what to say or what to do. I just felt like crying. In all my years of working as a cleaner I've never been so disrespected in my whole life. I didn't know if he was just racist or he didn't like me but all I knew was I need to get out of here until he sees my week side. "I-I-I I'm sorry Mr. Styles, I didn't know. I will be leaving soon. Don't worry about us coming back we will find someone else to come by and clean for you. Have a nice day sir. Sorry for ruining it." And just like that I packed the rest of my items into the car and we were off. I don't know why his attitude affected me so much. It just hurt to think that people could be so rude to someone they don't even know. All I know is that I never want to see his face ever again.
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FanfictionLola Flores is a twenty-year-old Hispanic girl living in California with her mother. Her mother Elvia, works for a cleaning company called "L.A Women" they happen to clean most of the Los Angeles mansions, houses, apartments, you name it. Lola alway...