A Girlfriend For Hire (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 66: Get That Booty

(A/N: I just wanted to tell you all how happy I am this story is almost OVER IV BEEN WAITING FOR THIS DAY TO COME.

Lmaooo jk I wanted to let y'all beautiful people know how much you mean to me. Thank you for those taking your time and sending SHIT LOAD OF HATE TO ME ON KIK

And a major shout out to all those who have VOTEd for my story and EVERY chapter. I love you so much. Thank you for reading. Thank your for taking your beautiful time and wasting it on this SHIT SUCK BALL ASS story. You mean the world to me. I'm hoping to writing more in after this. IM OBVIOUSLY GONNA KEEP WRITING.

Last chapter will be Chapter 70

Thank you and have a fucked up Wednesday.

God Bless Y'all)

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Usually I'd wake up with Harry next to me, snoring his ass off. But today I woke up on the wrong bed.

Yup. The bed in the guest room, the first place I slept in when I got here. It's like I woke up in a dream.

I rub my eyes and head to the bathroom to take a shower and get ready for the day.

After changing into a pair of leggings and a long burgundy shirt with short sleeves, I walk into the room to find a pair of socks to wear with my black converse. Nobody likes stinky feet.

My phone vibrates indicating someone is calling or has texted me, which is Jenna, saying to bring a bag of clothes that'll be good for a night or two and to come over as soon as I can. I let her know I'll be there in a few minutes, and she's cool with it.

I forget that this is usually not my room anymore, and that my clothes are in the other room where I usually sleep in, aka, Harry's room.

When I get into his room, Harry is awake and sits up.

"Why are you dressed?" He asks as he rubs his eyes.

I don't reply back, since I don't care about him anymore.

"Are you seriously gonna give me the silent treatment?"

Still I don't reply.

Harry huffs and gets out of bed and into the bathroom.

I get my pink duffle bag and pack a few outfits. I throw in my favorite body spray from Victoria's Secret and undergarments too.

Harry walks out of the bathroom and stops to look at me.

"Are you leaving NOW?" He extends now.

What an asshole. I still won't reply to you, jackass.

"Kendall, you have only a few days to leave. Are you that desperate to leave me?" He asks as he walks closer to me.

"I'm not leaving the country, I'm staying a few nights at Jenna's." I calmly say.

"Doing what?"

I drop the extra shirt into the bag.

"Oh, you know? We're gonna smoke pot, take shots till our chest burns, roll a couple of blunts?" I say sarcastically.

Harry fake smiles. "Sounds fun. And how long will that fun last?"

"I'll probably be back tomorrow afternoon or later that day or maybe Friday." I zip up my bag and walk downstairs.

"Why so long?" Harry follows.

"Harry. Shut up." I turn to him.

"What did you just tell me to do?" He furrows his eyebrows.

"To shut up and stop asking me questions." I walk out the door and into my car.