Meant To Fall || Harry Styles

Chapter 30 [Summer]

*Monday*

From: Harry

Babe

From: Harry

Come over in the studio

From: Harry

Summer, answer your phoneee :)

I ignored all of Harry's messages. He knows I'm having Spanish tutor right now. I can't just answer him, or else Señora Fernandez will let me stay another hour with her. Believe me, I don't like translating long English newspaper articles into Spanish.

Sra. Fernandez glared at me as my phone rang again. I sighed and saw another message from Harry. Please not now, Harry. I need to finish this. I sighed and put my phone away, then I went back to the paper Sra. Fernandez is asking me to translate.

"Por el amor de hoyo!", Sra. Fernandez snapped. I looked at her. "What?", I asked. She sighed and shook her head. "¿Has pensado en silenciar su teléfono?" I just stared at her, then she groaned.

"Have you ever considered silencing your phone?", she translated. When she said it, it was like a light bulb popped on my head. I silenced my phone. "Gracias," she said. "Continuar con tu artículo."

I spent the next 30 minutes translating an article from Vogue about the Beckham family. When I finally finished, Sra. Fernandez dismissed me from tutoring and left the house (Yes, I have Spanish tutoring at home).

I went to my room and lied down on bed. I glanced at my phone to see Harry had left like 7 messages, telling me to go to the studio. I sighed and got up. I grabbed my sling bag and then left the house.

"Enrique," I approached the family bodyguard who usually stayed at the lounge. "Can you drop me off Brown Records? Harry will take it from there." He nodded and escorted me to the car then to Brown Records.

I hate this kind of life. You can't move freely since a bodyguard has to follow you everywhere and whatnot. Oh well, I survived 18 years living this way. I'm sure I can for eternity then. Haha, no.

"Ms. Browning," Enrique approached. "We're here." I thanked him and got out of the car as Enrique drove back home. I entered the studio and found the receiptionist. "Where's Hallie and the crew?", I asked.

"2nd floor, 5th door on the right," she said. I thanked her and made my way there. As I was walking, I called Harry. "Hello?", he answered on the 2nd ring. "Babe," I said. "Baby girl!", he chirped.

"I'm in Brown Records now," I told him. "Oh, and you left me like 7 messages while I was at Spanish tutor." He laughed. "Sorry, hun," he said. "But you know where we are right?"

"2nd floor, 5th door on the right?", I asked. "Yup," he affirmed. "I'll meet you outside. I have to show you something." I smiled and then hung up.

When I arrived, Harry was waiting for me outside. His hair was gelled-up, he was wearing all black, but I could see the tattoos on his arms. I'm guessing, this is his attire for SOML.

"You made it!", he gave me a hug. I hugged back. "Of course I did," I smiled. He pulled away, but wrapped an arm around me as he led me inside. "So," I started. "Why did you want me to come over, Mr. Styles?"

"I have something to show you!", he beamed. "It's not something scary, right?", I asked. He smirked. "We'll see about that, darling," he winked.

I followed him inside. I gasped at how huge the SOML set was. There were 6 different settings. There were 3 that looked like living rooms, 1 that looked like a bedroom and another that looked like the first place you'd see when you enter the house.