Stole My Heart (A Ziall and Larry Love Story)

Chapter 30 - Beginnings and Endings

*Author's Note*

Hey everyone, I've missed you all, hope you've missed me too (probably not). This is the best I can come up with at the moment but I am back :) I will try and write often but I can't make any promises. Uni life doesn't tend to leave you with much free time between lectures and working and travelling to and from home on weekends and sleeping and partying :P Hope you enjoy what I have wrote though, not really sure how good it is. Anyway, don't forget to Vote, Comment and Follow, but most of all Enjoy! - Scott xxx

*Beth's POV*

"That's what I said, I've cancelled all of my appointments for the rest of the day, I'm just not feeling well. It's not that big of a deal, I haven't had a day off in forever!"

I roll my eyes in exasperation over my boss on the phone. He can be an absolute dick sometimes.

"Now you listen to me Miss Murphy-"

"It's Murray."

"Whatever. The point is it is a big deal to be taking days off without informing me first."

"I'm informing you now aren't I?"

"Lose the attitude bitch, you're only telling me after you've already cancelled all your appointments. Now, you've worked for me for over 2 years and I've never had to deal with many problems from you. Until recently."

"For fuck sake Frank it's one day off sick!"

"WATCH YOUR TONE WITH ME! The problem is Steph, this isn't the only issue. Some of your clients have been complaining that you haven't been as entertaining as usual lately. I pride myself on customer service because my girls always deliver. The trouble is, if my girls suddenly stop delivering and start taking days off, I start to lose business. First time customers will be disappointed and won't return or recommend us to a friend. But worse than that, regular clients will begin to get fed up and start looking elsewhere for their fun. Ok, so you're only one of the girls and up until now you've been perfect but here's the thing. You start slipping and I don't do anything about it I'm going to continue to lose business and top of all that the other girls have been complaining about you too. You're one of the veterans in my business and the girls look up to you but lately you're slacking off while you're in the club or taking a very long time to return after you've been with clients. You can have your day off, in fact, take the week off. With no pay. Deal with whatever problems are going on in your sad pathetic little life and when you come back to work next week you better be delivering 110% in every department or you'll be out on the street faster than you can say pole-dance. Good day miss Munroe."

Before I could even attempt to say another word to the bastard he ended the call. Anger and frustration boiled up inside me and I threw my phone across the room, not even bothering to see where it landed before despair over-took me and I sunk to the floor completely deflated. An image swam to the front of my mind of the reason for all of this mess. Liam.

*Harry's POV*

"Helen, will you just fuck off! Stop acting like you're involved in all of this. You're Louis' nurse and a fan and that's it. Now go and do your fucking job before I get you fired, and you know I can."

She looked me straight in the eye and on seeing that I was being deadly serious she turned on her heel and skulked off down the corridor without another word. I let out a small sigh of relief but immediately wondered if I'd been a tad harsh on her. After all she's only trying to help, right?

"Well, she's right. We do need explanations. So come on you two spit it out, or do I have to force the information out of you? What the fuck is going on?"