Sweet Creature

Tacos

"Okay, people. We've got a massive week ahead of us!" I listened to the British accent of my boss as I tapped my pen against my notepad. We were having a staff meeting on a Friday afternoon. "I need all hands on deck. As most of you know, we will have a guest all next week - my dear friend, Harry Styles."

I looked around, people whispering to each other. Greg gave me a nudge and a smirk. I just rolled my eyes at him. So what if I had a crush on Harry? Didn't every girl? Harry had been on the show before, but this was different. He was going to be here all week.

"Harry is going to need an assistant while he's here.." James said while scanning the room. "And that lucky person is... you." He pointed his finger at the lucky one.

I was doodling on my notepad when Greg elbowed me in the side. "Ow, Gre-" I looked up at him and he motioned towards the front of the room. I turned and saw a finger pointed at me. ME. My mind quickly recalled what had been happening. "Lucky person is you." I was going to be Harry's assistant?!

"M-me?" I stammered. My heart was racing. I couldn't believe it.

"Yes." James smiled. "Stay behind when we're done here and I'll give you all the details you need for next week."

I nodded and he went back to discussing business. I leaned back in my chair, nervous and excited. The meeting ended, everyone gathering their things and leaving. Greg got up, saying he'd meet me for our weekly lunch when I was done. James came and sat by me. He sat down a piece of paper with flight and hotel details.

"This is Harry's flight information. You'll need to pick him up when he lands and take him to the hotel. Whatever he needs or wants, you're in charge of making it happen. He's a super chill guy, though." He smiled at me. "As for the rest of the week, just make sure he's here when he needs to be, yada yada."

I nodded, taking it all in. "Can I ask why me?"

James took out his phone. He pulled up a picture of the crew from when Harry had been here before. A circle had been drawn around me. "He asked for you specifically." He glanced over at me. "He said you seemed like a fun girl when he was here last, and I said you were - one of the best employees I have. Harry thinks you'll be a good friend to him while he's here. That you seemed very down to earth and whatnot."

We discussed a few more details before he scurried off to get ready for the show tonight. I went and found Greg in our usual lunch spot. I huffed as I sat down, flinging my lunch on the table. Greg looked away from his phone and raised a brow.

"I figured you would be so excited. Bouncing off the walls, talking nonstop, a huge grin on your face." He joked before taking a bite of his sandwich.

I narrowed my eyes at him. "I am excited. But, I'm really nervous. Like, I'm going to have to be around him ALL week. What if he ends up hating me?" I got up from my chair, taking out my lunch. Leftover buffalo chicken pasta. I put it in the microwave. "This is a dream come true, Greg, but I can't help but think I'll screw it up."

"You'll be fine. You're much more chill around celebrities than Breanna." He chuckled.

I laughed. Breanna was this new intern who always ogled the guests James had. It was kinda creepy the way she would look at them. Greg and I would always laugh when we would catch her staring.

"Wow, what a compliment. Thank you." I rolled my eyes as I sat back down and took a bite of food.

Greg was one of my closest friends. We met when I first started working here as an intern. He showed me the ropes, and we eventually became good friends. We also live together now, with another friend of ours, Mitch. We all work at CBS Studios, but Mitch works for another show. Greg also failed to mention that his dad was Ray Romano. Found that out when we moved into our new apartment. People thought we were dating for awhile, but Greg and Mitch are more like big brothers to me. They definitely pick on me like they would a little sister. Besides, I recently reconnected with an old friend of mine. We're trying out the whole dating thing, but we're taking it slow because I'm still leery of him. And he also lives in Florida.