Mr. Styles (Completed)

Chapter Two

-Mr. Styles-

-Chapter Two-

"Lou, I can't do this. I'm freaking out!", Georgia said, pacing back and fourth in her living room.

Louis' eyes followed her as she paced, going from left to right, then back.

Louis chuckles.

"Relax. It's just last minute jitters. You'll do fine", Louis reassured her.

Georgia sighs.

"But what if I don't? What if he hates me? What if he thinks I can't handle it, what if-", Louis grabs Georgia by both arms.

He makes her look at him.

"Georgia! Have I ever been wrong?", Louis asks.

Georgia raises her eyebrows.

Louis laughs.

"Ok, scratch that. Have I ever been wrong when I've told you to go for something, -job wise?", Louis asks.

Georgia shakes her head.

"No", She sighs.

"See you'll do fine! 'Cmon, I'll drive you", Louis says.

Georgia was dressed in a pencil skirt and white blouse. She had her hair pulled up into a professional bun, and some black flats on.

They hopped in Louis' car, and drove mostly silent all the way to Styles & Co.

Before Georgia realized, they had arrived at the building.

Upon seeing it, Georgia was even more nervous.

The building was a huge skyscraper, at least 13-20 floors.

It had a ton of windows and looked very professional.

There was a big sign towards the top of the building that read 'Styles & Co.'

Georgia gulped.

"You'll do fine", Louis says, placing his hand on her arm.

Georgia looked at him.

"Come in with me?", Georgia asks.

Louis nods.

"Of course", He says, unbuckling his seat belt.

Georgia slowly followed, wondering why she was even here.

When they entered the building, Georgia's breath hitched.

The inside was beautiful.

It was set up with multiple cushioned chairs in the lobby. The floor was a shiny tile, and the walls were white with few pictures and painting scattered neatly across them.

There was a big desk in the middle of the lobby where a older lady sat behind it, working on her computer.

There was plants on the desk, and papers stacked neatly.

The older woman looked up at Georgia and smiled.

"Hello, welcome to Styles & Co. Can help you?", the lady asked politely.

Georgia exchanged a glance with Louis, who nodded, before taking a seat.

Georgia carefully walked towards the desk.

"Uh yeah. I have an interview with Mr. Styles for his personal assistant position", Georgia says.

The lady's eyes light up.

"Ah yes! Mr. Styles is meeting with one of his co-workers at the moment. But as soon as he's done I'll let you know and you can head on up to the 18th floor", The lady says.