Unexpected Love

Chapter 8

- Alyssa's POV -

I wake up the next morning and the first thing I notice is that Harry is missing from my presence. I sit up and smell something delicious coming from the kitchen. I slowly slip out of bed a pad down the hallway in my slippers. I see Harry standing at the counter by the waffle iron.

"I made some chocolate chip waffles. I hope you like them," he said shyly.

"Mmmm, chocolate chip waffles are my absolute favorite," I said giving him a smile and sitting down at the counter.

"So, I made a meeting with management at 11," he said.

I looked at the clock it was only 9 so I had a little bit of time to gather myself.

"What am I supposed to say?" I said looking at him.

"Well, for starters don't tell them you won the contest. Rosalie might be there, but she's usually not at the meetings because she is always to busy shopping or doing something else, so we don't have to worry about her telling them that she saw us backstage that night. I can say that I met you at a coffee shop or something and that I fell for you when I first saw you. They'll probably ask if you are a fan which you can just say that you weren't until we started dating, because I have a feeling you weren't much of a fan," he said giving me a wink. I gulped and gave him a smile as he continued on, "They shouldn't ask you too many questions they'll just badger me about how I'm going to balance a relationship and the band, and how I'm going to deal with you and the fans. Basic stuff, but don't worry, I'll make it all work out," he finished and placed a plate of waffles in front of me.

"Okay. I hope everything goes okay. These look delicious by the way," I replied. He grabbed his own plate and sat down next to me. We ate in silence for the next few minutes. My mouth was full of the delightful waffles Harry had made me. They were better then any food I had ever had.

"We should probably get ready. C'mon I'll help you pick out an outfit," he said. He grabbed my hand and pulled me down the hallway he opened the door to our closet and stopped in his tracks.

"Huge, isn't it? Vanessa's mom insisted on it," I told him reading his expression.

"Is that a mini catwalk?" he asked pointing the corner of the room.

"Yep. Ms. Hart really went all out," I said, and followed him into the closet. He stood in the middle and turned in circles.

"Want to pick out an outfit for me to try on?" I said.

He nodded and walked over to the dress rack. He peeled through the dresses and finally decided on a black bodycon dress from American Apperal. It was one of my favorite dresses because it made everything look good.

"This one?" he said with a cocky smile. I nodded knowing he would like it, not only was it a tight dress, but it was also very short and low cut.

I went behind the mirror to change into it and then reappeared around the mirror onto the catwalk. Harry looked up from his hands and his jaw dropped to the ground, his eyes popping out of his head.

"You like it?" I said spinning slowly so he could really take it all in.

"You are not wearing that to the meeting. In fact, you are not allowed to wear that anywhere except when you are with me," he gaped. I laughed at his protectiveness.

I grabbed a floral skirt off the rack along with a white shirt and went to put it on.

"How's this?" I said. I spun in a circle for Harry.

"Sexy, but not to much, so you can wear it," he said with his smile, "but when we get home I expect you to be back in that dress."

He grabbed my waist and kissed me, then grabbing my hand he pulled me out of the apartament.

We drove in the limo all the way to a huge building in the middle of New York which I guessed management must work.

"Ready?" Harry said planting a kiss on my cheek.

I nodded my head and gulped. I wasn't totally prepared for this, but what was I supposed to do? This was something that had to be done.

We walked through the huge glass doors and walked up to the receptionist.

"17th floor for management right?" I heard Harry ask the lady. I was busy staring at all the pieces of art that lined the walls. There were pictures of every size and every color, they were beautiful.

I felt Harry tug my arm and we walked to the elevator.

"Remember what happened last time we were in an elevator?" he said with a smirk as he backed me up against the wall.

"No, I think you should remind me," I said with a smile as I leaned into him. He pressed his hand into the small of my back, drawing my body closer to his. His lips kept colliding with mine and I brought my hands up to cup his face.

I heard the elevator ding and I pushed him off of me just before the doors opened.

He grabbed my hand again and we walked out of the elevator together. We walked down a long hallway finally stopping at a door marked "One Direction Management." He knocked, and we both held our breath. We could hear someone walking towards the door, and I squeezed Harry's hand.

A blonde girl opened the door.

"Oh what a surprise. Harry's actually early for once, and, oh, he's brought a girl," she said giving him a nasty look.

"Shut it, Maria," he told her, rolling his eyes.

"Well, come in and take a seat. We're going to wait for the other boys to show up," she said pressing her lips into a thin line.

Authors Note: Well, I'm officially at camp now! I'm super excited to be here, but sadly it means the chapters are going to come a lot less frequently :(

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