(Nicholete's POV)
-Present time-
"Nicholete get on stage now" Mr. Jackson demanded
"Yes sir" I mumbled climbing the steps to start being stared at.
"Turn" I did as told "get off stage ugly whore" I stepped off and sat down in my chair
"I'm sorry Nichole I didn't mean to be late today it was just a lot of traffic"
"Its Ok Kat"
Kathrine is my hairstylist she just graduated college last year and Mr. Jackson needed a new stylist and he so happened to pick Kathrine
"Anything New?" I asked
"I over heard Mr. Jackson talking to some guy about you" she told me
"What about me?" I asked nervously "Mr. Jackson is............................................................ selling you to him" she dared to say "For how long?" I asked "I don't know I didn't stay long to find out"
Mr. Jackson walked over to us "Nicholete go grab your stuff your leaving with Mr. Styles" he told me in a calm voice and he left
'WHY ME?'
I went to my dressing room, grabbed my stuff, and went to the lobby
I was met with deep emerald green eyes that sparkled and sparkling white teeth "Hi?"
"Hi Sweetie I'm Mr. styles but you can call me Harry if you want" "Hi I'm Nicholete you can call me whatever you want I don't care" "Are you ready to go?" "yup"
We walk over to his car and hop in
Time to go 'Home' I guess
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