the ceo - h.s. [au]

chapter 36

it's mid december and the whole hotel is busy preparing for the departure of victoria's secret models. they have rent five penthouses for all of the crew. they will arive around four in the afternoon so that's why niall made a briefing yesterday about how we have to give them our best service and just smile even when we don't want to.

niall and harry are being invited to the afterparty. harry asks me to come with him and i gladly accepted it. harry also said that his two friends, forne and juste will be there too because they always get the invitations, without a doubt. i still don't know anything about them though. after the last fight with harry, which around two weeks ago at the coffeeshop, we joined harry and his friends' table since my friends were gathered there as well. the two of them gave me high-five's for shouting at harry in front of public place.

"you already have an outfit, babe?" harry asks. we're now having lunch together, niall included because he didn't know what to do at the hotel alone. we chose an italian restaurant, a bit of a drive from the hotel.

"i'm a simple person," i shrugg, twirling my fork. "i'll probably wear something plain."

"should we go to gemma's boutique?" harry asks.

"hey, not that plain. i know what i should wear, okay?" i tell him. he nodds curtly.

"i want you to help me find a nice lady to bring home." niall says to harry. wow, i really don't know niall's into that.

"to meet your mom?" harry curls his mouth. oh.

"yeah, she has been dying to meet my girlfriend. can't she just accept that i am incredibly happy alone?" niall groans loudly.

"when was the last time you dated someone?" i ask him. niall really seems like a happy guy with or without girlfriend.

"sophomore year?" niall thinks, "yeah. it wasn't serious though. she kept clinging into me and i was too happy playing with my pals."

"you're so ignorant," i let out a chuckle.

"yeah, talk to your guy right here," he points to harry. harry shoots him a glare. 

by the time we get back to the hotel, just right in time all the models from victoria's secret are arriving too. they walk into the hotel with one another, smiling at all of the welcoming staffs. i stare at them one by one, kind of jealous with their bodies and pretty faces. one of them winks as i tilt my head to the side to realize that she just winked at harry. i clench my fist and grab harry by the arm so he stands closer to me.

"relax, scarlette. she does not interest me," harry smirks.

"shut up. what are we even doing here?" i groan.

"they are our guests. treat them like a king," harry says.

"they don't interest me either, i feel like i'm welcoming a bunch of skeletons," niall snorts, i chuckle. "i'm gonna head back to my office." 

"same," i turn around to walk behind niall.

"right behind you two," harry says.

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i feel like i'm welcoming a bunch of skeletons, my ass. 

niall ended up having a few of them to have a dinner with him and harry. harry asked me to come and now i can't eat with peace while staring at their salads. they told us they can't eat meat or anything with calories a few days before the show. so they just eat salads and drink water. me on the other hand, a plate of steak and a glass of wine. niall thought they can drink wine, but they still refused it, scared if they might get bloated.