Hired for Harry Styles (EDITING)

Chapter 19

~Saturday~

Harry's POV

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I was excited about today and I liked being in Grace's company which made it even better. Me and Grace have become really close as friends which has probably surprised me the most out of all this 'fake girlfriend' thing. I don't know how I feel about her; I like the flirty side of Grace but I also enjoyed the funny, adventurous side of her. I could definitely see myself loving her one day. Definitely. But I was crossing my fingers that that day would not come because I know that something would go wrong and we wouldn't be able to be with each other, whether it's to do with how Grace feels about me or something to do with management.

I felt myself blushing just thinking about Grace, as I tucked in my white t-shirt to my usual black jeans. I ran over to the front door, grabbing a jacket and a black fedora on my way, along with some sunglasses and my car keys. I checked my watch. 3:56. Crap, I said I'd be there at four.

I slammed the door shut and walked down to the car park, swinging my keys on one finger and grinning widely.

"Hey Harry how's it going today mate?" A pap asked me as I hopped into my black range rover.

"Great thanks, you?" I replied, spreading my happy mood round to everyone.

"Good thanks Harry, where are you going today?" The same pap replied. I wound down my window so I could talk to him.

"I couldn't tell you that because you'd follow me." I winked, cheekily. "And I need to go and pick up my girlfriend." I started to wind up my window.

"What's this 'Larry Stylinson' rumour going round, Harry?" This made me stop.

"I'd like to say now, no lies, no secrets, that Larry is NOT real." I put more emphasis on 'not', not in a harsh way, just to make it clear to everyone. "I love every single one of our beautiful fans but please stop spreading rumours about Larry because sooner or later my management will get involved and we all know what that will end up like." I smiled and said bye to the paps before pulling out of the car park and over to Grace's house.

"Hello!" I always got a nice warm welcome from Grace's mum.

"Hi." I kissed her on the cheek. "How are you?" I made slight conversation and she invited me in.

"I've been well, you?" She replied, smiling.

"Erm, busy, you could say." I let out a laugh in a long breath, Grace's mum laughing too.

"You must be tired." She said sympathetically.

I rubbed my eyes and nodded.

"Harryyyy!" I heard Grace's happy voice and looked up to see her bounding over to me. I wrapped her into a hug and kissed her temple, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear as she turned to face her mother. I snaked my arm around her waist, looping my thumb in a belt loop.

"Aww bless! Let me get a photo of you both." Grace's mum exclaimed, reaching for her phone on the table in front. Grace's free arm found its was up to my torso, her hand resting on where my butterfly tattoo was. I looked down and smiled at her gesture before looking up at the phone and smiling. I heard the camera click and Grace immediately rushed over to see the picture.

"Ew I look terrible." Grace laughed at the picture. It was actually really nice.

"You look beautiful." I complimented, kissing her now blushing cheeks. I smirked at the way I could make her blush.

"Thank you." Grace replied, just loud enough for me to hear.

"Harry! Hiey! I mean hey. I was gonna say hi but I changed my mind so I said hiey. I'm sorry." Milly just gave up explaining herself and smiled at me.