His maid(A Harry Styles fanfic)

Chapter 2 - "Yes mr.Styles"

It's been a couple of weeks since I've started working for the Styles and I have to say it's not bad at all.I don't do much but I earn lots of money.And I am aware that is because of my father and his relationship to the Styles' family.
The only downside of this job was Anne's son Harold.He's not bad don't get me wrong,it's just that...Ever since I saw him that day and that devious smile I've felt a burning sensation in my belly.

Every time we passed each other in the hallways of the mansion I felt like freaking out.Even if he said hi I felt my heart in my throat.

And what's worse those feelings have started to affect my work.I've been dropping things more than usual upon the sore sight of Harold.I'd drop the tray with tea when I saw him cross the doorframe,I've dropped a collection of Anne's expensive plates and even though she let me off the hook dismissing it saying it didn't matter,Jasper their butler sure did give me a scolding.

I had to pull myself together already if I wanted to keep this job.I know Anne and Robert are extremely patient with me but I fear their patience will run out and they'll drop me.

Kyle has been doing well in school, Anne was nice enough to give me my first paycheck early so I could go and buy Kyle his school uniform and a batch of new clothes for him for school.

Also another downside of my job was my uniform.I have a feeling Harry had something to do with it.It was absolutely dreadful.The skirt was a lovely design but it was awfully short.The white blouse was a tad bit see through and of course I had over the knee's black leggings with bows.And another ridiculous request about my attire made by Harold was that my blonde hair must be curled at all times.So you can imagine what a pain in the ass it was to get up extra early in the morning just to curl your bloody hair.

I was headed to work once more in the large SUV that Anne sent for me.This has become a routine since day one,Anne sending a car for me to pick me up and drive me to work so I wouldn't have to pay for a cab.

I dressed myself at home in my uniform,of course curled my hair and put on my makeup.I dropped Kyle of at school on the way as well.

After arriving at the mansion I made my way to the kitchen to wish a good morning to everyone then get to work.

As I entered the large dining room I inspected everyone seated there and notices one particular curly lad was missing.

"Good morning everyone~" I bowed politely upon stepping close to Anne,Robert and their daughter Gemma."Has mr.Harold not woken up yet madam?"

"I'm afraid not..Would you be a dear and wake him up please?" Anne asked while flashing me one of her warmest smiles.I nodded my head and replied with a quick "Yes ma'am" before heading through the large halls to the west wing of the mansion where Harold's room was located.

I knocked lightly on the door which belonged to Harold's room."Mr.Styles! Are you awake sir?" I called out but got no reply,so I knocked once more a bit louder"Sir,your mother sent for you! I'm coming in!"

I opened the door carefully and peeked inside only to see the room pitch black.I huffed out in annoyance and made my way to the windows stumbling through the dark to find the curtains to open them.

I pulled the curtains aside roughly allowing the light to flash inside the whole room.Then a head full of dark brown curls caught my attention peeking from under the covers on the large king sized bed.

A smirk danced across my lips as I made my way towards him.I places my hand on top of his hair and ran my hands through his hair slowly earning a soft moan from the lad catching me off guard.

"Sir?It's time to wake up~" I said softly while pulling my hand away from his head.In that moment he pulled the covers away from his face and looked up at me yawning and rubbing one of his eyes. He smiled sleepily upon me and mumbled a deep "Good morning Char~"