"Kate wake up! Wake up!"
"What?" i groaned. what the hell does my 'step-mother' wants at this time in the morning?
"Pack your things" she spat to me and she's about to exit my room when i asked her.
"Why? Are you crazy? its 2 in the morning!" Is she crazy? Why the hell i will pack my things is she kicking me out of this house? I'm only eighteen.
"Just pack your things" she spat again. ugh. Sometimes she's so frustrating. Is that hard for her to explain why do i need to?.
I get up from my bed and open my closet. I pull out my suitcase and open it. After i open it i place it on my bed. I pull out all of my clothes and fold it before placing it neatly inside my suitcase. After i place all my clothes inside the suitcase i close it and pull out my small suitcase and place inside my shoes and other foot ware.
"Are you already finished?" My mother asked me.
"Almost" i replied coldly.
"Well take a bath first before we go" she pauses and continue "be ready in 20"
I sigh and grabbed my towel and my clothes i need when i change.
"This going to be a great day for me. Yay!" Note my sarcasm there.
***
"Mom, what are we doing here at the airport at 4:30 in the morning?" I asked. "And why am i the only one who's bringing a suitcase here?".
"Shut up! would you?" she scold at me and let out a big sigh "Im only doing this for your own good".
"I don't understand?" i said getting annoyed and irritated by her. Is that hard for her to tell it to me straight-to-the-point?.
"Ok" she close her eyes and sigh and open her eyes again "You're going to LA for awhile then you will meet Spencer he will guide you to the place where you're going to work" work? What the hell?.
"What work?" I asked curiously. Oh please don't tell me...
"As a Personal Assistant" i let out a loud sigh. Oh god thanks its not that b-
"Personal Assistant!?" I shouted. Great now people looking at me like I'm some psychotic girl.
"Yes" she looked at me "Now would you shut the fuck up?"
***
The plane finally landed... I just find out that my mom work for my passport and all without me knowing about it. Great just great. Now she send me here in LA to work as Personal Assistant of some Famous Celebrity.
I'm searching at the crowd for Spencer. Something caught my eye. A man holding a large paper with "Kate Campbell" in it. He must be Spencer. I walk towards his direction.
"You must be Spencer the boy that my mom talking about?"
"Yes, its me" he gave me a big smile "here let me help you" he reach for my suitcase and i gladly gave it to him. Once he get my suitcase from me he carry it. we started walking towards the exit.
"So i will drop you at the hotel of whose your going to work for" he said. Watch out?
"So what is it? Im going to baby sit whoever she is or whoever he is?" We went to the parking lot and search for his car. He's still carrying my suitcase. My two suitcase
"Its whoever he is" he said "and his name is Harry Styles and yep youre like going to baby sit him. you will report to us where he's going and what he's doing" with that he put my suitcase at the compartment of his car and close it and open his car door and hopped inside. what a gentleman he didn't even open up the door for me. i open the door and hopped inside
You gotta be kidding me.
"What? So I'm going to be the 'Personal Assistant' of that boy? Who's in the famous band in the whole wide world? oh scratch the baby sit that boy?" I asked while he's driving.
"Yes and be grateful about that many fans wanted to be in your position right now" he looked at me and back to the road.
"Well I'm not really a fan of boy bands" i admit
"How did you know them?" He asked
"Ever heard of news?"
"Oh"
"So were here" he parked the car and hopped out.
He handed to me my suitcase and close the compartment.
"Room 360 floor 8" he said and hopped inside his car and drove away.
I made my way to the elevator and press floor number eight. I heard the elevator dings and walk out of the elevator. I looked at the door number. 357, 358, 359, aha 360. I knock three times on the door and patiently waiting for it to open.
"Wait a sec!" said the voice coming from inside. And the door open revealing a curly boy with green eyes with a cute smile forming in his lips. He must be Harry Styles.
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