Life is a Prologue

Chapter 3

So I just met Harry Styles without knowing it.

Yup.

Typical day.

Just kidding.

Not a very typical day.

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Harry's POV

I really hope I can trust Claire. She seems nice so I bet I can. But if she starts "fangirling" or whatever the hell it's called, I'm leaving.

"So let me get this straight," she waves her hands in the air. "You're Harry Styles, and you didn't feel the need to tell me?"

I shrug. "Why does it matter?"

"You're right."

The air goes silent. You can literally feel the tension and awkwardness.

I take the opportunity to retrieve my sunglasses and hat.

"So do you understand why I wear these?" I question, gesturing to the accessories.

She smiles shyly.

Finally, a waitress comes to the table.

"Hi!" She greets. "My name is Abigail and I will be serving you today!" She's a little too perky. But I ignore it.

Claire speaks up. "Uh, could I have a lemonade, please?"

"Sure," answers Abigail. "And for you, Sir?"

"Water."

After she walks away, I question Claire.

"So," I begin. "How was the interview?"

She wags he head in frustration.

"Flat out horrible."

"Why?"

She tells me the entire story. Including how she saw me on TV.

"Damn. That guy sounds like a jerk."

"Yeah. I won't be applying there any time soon."

We talk until the waitress brings back our drinks.

"For your meals?"

"I will have the Club sandwich, please." Claire states.

Abigail nods her head towards me.

"Same as her."

She skips off, leaving us back to our conversation.

After a few minutes, I have an idea. It must show on my face because Claire questions me.

"What is it?" She raises one eyebrow.

"I think I know how to get you a job."

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Short, I know. But hey! Two updates in one day! So what do you think Harry is thinking? You'll find out soon (; xx