Hey guys I know I haven't posted in a while but a lot of things have even happening..
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Running impeccably late, Niall shifts his 2013 Volkswagen Golf into park and rushes off. With his arms full of papers for his next meeting and has his Pumpkin Spice Latte from Starbucks and not very adequately gets out.
Skirmish and utterly embarrassed that he is late for his meeting, for which he was under tight commands, and also has nothing organized and is in a flustered state this morning. In the briefing room, Ms. Vega is is clear distress and utter resentment that her assistant did not listen to her commands.
5 Minutes after, Niall comes barreling through the door and looses his balance but is gracefully caught by Liam, his long-time co-worker and a extremely nice face to look at everyday.
Averting his gaze towards Ms. Vega, Niall mutters in the soundless tone ever, "Ms. Vega I am very guilt-ridden I was not able to make it to the debriefing on time. My utmost apologies go to you."
Annoyed by Niall, the Project Manager files through her papers until she finds the one she is looking for. Grasping the Manila folder she wordlessly glares at Niall which in return just shoes away from her glare. Ms. Vega proceeds to open the folder, "Niall you have been overdue to every meeting I need my assistant at and you can't make it on time at all! I have a proposition for you; either you augment your work habits or I send you on a Classified Business trip."
Appalled by her propositions, his mind soon drifts off into terrible thoughts reminding him of high school, 'what if they hate me because I'm a faggot? What if they find out about my Savvy?' Awaiting an answer, Ms. Vega strikes the Mahogany table and awakens him from his Horrid thoughts. Stuttering slightly, he replies almost inaudible, "I think I will go with the Classified Business trip."
Bewildered, Ms. Vega hands him the Manila folder with all the information, "Mr. Horan, you will be Harry Styles' acting project manager for a year. You leave tomorrow afternoon. I suggest you get packing."
Nodding slightly, Niall excuses himself and runs towards the elevator and presses the Down button to go to the Lobby. Once in the lobby, the Black haired, fake tan receptionist, Kristal, scrunches her face up in utter disgust while he walks through the lobby.
Once in his car, All Niall can think is, ' well shit. Im screwed.'
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Hey guys!! Can you tell me what you think of my very first chapter please? How many pages is it on the web anyways? I did this on my phone so I can't check. Should I write in Harry and Niall's point of views or just third person? Comment below please!
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Xox, Hannah
