I Work For One Direction..AGAIN?!

Chapter 30: Unhinged

It had been a few days since I had seen Jess. The boys were avoiding me. They had every right to avoid me. They felt betrayed. I never told them about Beth. Then again, I didn't know her until a week ago. There were so many secrets and so many lies. What was the point of being Harry Styles if I had to keep things from the people I cared about most.

I was called in to see management. They saw pictures of Jess and I and it stirred up rumors they didn't want. I didn't think they would take it this far. Let alone pair me up with someone I couldn't stand. It was all very dramatic.

I played the events back in my mind as I sat on my bed, waiting for someone to call me and tell me there was another event I had to bear through where Jess wouldn't even look at me and no one would say anything about what happened.

"Harry you will do this. There aren't any other options." The woman who argued Jess the first time we all saw her again.

"I won't! You can't do this!" I yelled with frustration,

"We can and we will. You need to understand that these circumstances ask for a little cleaning up. After the last fundraiser everyone has been acting suspicious. We were notified when pictures of the two of you caught onto the internet. Do you remember this night?" She handed me a small stack of large pictures.

I looked at them intently as I flicked through them. They were pictures of Jessett and I at the park. It was our first date. I slammed them down and started pacing. "Why can't I tell anyone? It's better to just tell her than hurt her feelings."

"And have the two of you secretly sneaking off to see eachother? Getting caught by someone with a camera and have this entire thing blow up in our faces?" She was really starting to make me angry. "You won't tell them Harry. You forget that we know everything and I know you don't want to jeopardize any of your friends' relationships or careers."

Was she threatening my friends? Was this really who I was working for? I came into One Direction to make music. Not to be someone's puppet.

"Harry. You will do this."

My entire body was cracking with anger. This was enough to make me leave and never come back. But I knew I couldn't do that to the boys. I couldn't abandon my family like that. I nodded and walked out as I slammed through every door in my way trying to control the anger inside of me. It was time for me to lie to the people I loved and break the heart of the only girl I ever loved. How was I supposed to do this.

Ring. Ring. Ring.

My head whipped to the side to see my phone blaring it's loud ring. I picked it up to see the name on the screen. It was Niall. Someone had finally decided to call me. "Hello?" I said answering.

"Hey buddy." He said softly. "What's up?"

"Nothing, just sitting here. Watching T.V." I lied.

"Cool." He said. "Listen. We're making an appearance at a movie premier. We need you here soon."

It was a business call, nothing more. I didn't expect it to be a friendship call. I didn't even expect a call. "Right. I'll be there soon.." Shit. Beth had to come with me. "We'll...be there soon." I corrected.

He let out a sigh. "Right. See you there." And he hung up.

I kept the phone to my ear for a moment before dropping it down and scrolling through my contacts. I found Beth's name and sent her a message telling her where to meet me and when. This was going to be interesting. My friends, my ex girlfriend, my fake girlfriend, and me, the guy everyone hated at the moment, all in the same room.

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I arrived at the hotel where our dressing rooms were set up. Everyone had already gotten there. I walked to the room and heard laughter between the boys. How was I supposed to face them. I took a deep breath and walked in and it suddenly became quiet. They all stared at me. "Hey." I said.

"Hey." They muttered and looked away.

"Harry. You're here." A woman, a stylist, said. "Come along now love. Have a seat."

I sat down as she instructed me and let her start working away at my sleepless eyes and stressed expression while I dodged the glances of everyone in the room. Including my own. I couldn't even look at myself.

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"Are you sure you want to do this? You don't have to, Jess." Marie said sitting next to me as her hair was teased and sprayed.

I took a deep breath. "I'll be fine. This isn't the first time I had to pretend with Harry." I said truthfully.

"But it is the last." Mar's hand found mine and she gave me a quick squeeze of assurance.

We both talked about it a few days ago. After everyone had left the dinner, she was there to pick up my broken pieces. We both decided that the best thing for me was to leave Harry out of my life, romantically. And every one of my friends were going to help me do that. Once I get passed my feelings for Harry than everything will be fine. I hoped.

I gave her a smile and stared at my now glamorously covered face. The bags and dark circles were gone. My face was flawless. My nails weren't chewed up. They were painted fancily and not mine of course. My hair had been straightened and parted down the middle and my lips were a plump pink to go with my dress. It was time to face the Crackon.

"You would not believe the traffic!" an Australian voice spoke from the door way. "Sorry I'm late. But let's face it, you won't need to do much work on me." Her medium length, dark brown and ombred blonde hair bounced as she sat into the chair of the stylist who was working on me. "I was thinking a cute updo? Harry loved it when I wear my hair up. He says it accentuates my features."

I looked at Mar who crossed her eyes and made soft gagging noises. I tried to contain my laughter.

"Oh hello." She said with a smug look on her face. "Didn't see you there. Nice dress. Where'd you get that? Kmart?" She laughed at her own joke.

"Hey Marie, how bad cute would BETH look with a shiner?" I said mocking her attitude.

"So cute. It would really accentuate her features."

The girl scoffed. "Please don't make me call security."

"Please do. They work for me, anyway. You can tell them I have an Australian teeny bopper to get rid of." I smiled slyly. "Aye, mate?"

All of the stylists were staring at us with caution and curiosity. It was embarrassing. I couldn't believe I behaved that way. I was in serious need of unhinging.

"Excuse me." I said and walked passed her. Once the door of the dressing room closed behind me, I took a deep breath to calm myself. I looked around and saw one person standing by the doorway wearing all black and an ear piece. "Excuse me."

He turned and I saw a man, not old but not young. Probably in his late 20's. "Can I help you, Miss. Pampa?" He asked standing very tall.

"Yeah. Could you go find someone who can get me glass of bourbon on the rocks?"

"Pardon?" He asked confused.

"I'm having a really bad day. Actually a really bad week and I have to deal with my ex boyfriend who is an international star who was until recently somewhat of my boyfriend but now he has another girlfriend who is in that dressing room and I have to deal with her and her constant talk of the guy I love and all I'm asking for is a drink before I explode and go crazy." I muttered quickly.

"I can do that." He gulped.

"Thank you so much." I said.

"Jess?"

I turned around to see Harry staring at me, in a gray fitted suit. I turned back around to the young man I was just talking to. "Make that a double."

He gave me a nod and left me with Harry as I stood awkwardly by the doorway. I didn't know what to say or if I should even say anything. All I did know was that I really did not want to be anywhere near him.

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