Heart Breaker {Harry Styles FanFic}

Chapter 1

I got a all a six o' clock this morning. It was a girl on the other line with a high pitched voice that made my tiredness increase.

"Mr.Hushless will be at the usual coffee shop at the end of the street. Don't be late, this ones important." She'd squeaked before hanging up.

I just figured it was another job and jumped out of bed. I fit myself into a black tight fitting dress and strapped a neon pink belt around the middle. I slipped into some black hells and grabbed my purse. 

As I locked the door to my apartment I heard a camera click. I rolled my eyes.

"How's the wife, Kev?" I ask as I spin around.

" 'Righ. 'Bin keppin well 'sin the waynes 'bin actin up." He smiles his almost toothless smile. Kevin was from somewhere in Northern Ireland, and he lived here for over a year. He's the most polite paparazzi member you can get.

"Tell her I said hello. Bye Kev." I smile politely before heading off to the coffee shop at the end of the street. It was defiantly Mr. Hushless then. If I was meeting him here, the other clients never came this close to my home.

My heels clicked on the dry pavement as I walked, making little noise in the bustling of and early morning in  London. The bell above the door in the almost empty little red brick coffee shop. I spotted Mr. Hushless and waved once in agknowalgment before I noticed another two men sitting beside him.

Interested,I walk towards the table and take a seat on a small red chair across from them.

"Hello Miss Dawson, I assume you're wondering why Mr. Hushless his being accompanied today?" An older looking man with a bald head smiled.

"Uh, I suppose." I look at Mr. Hushless in confusion. He shrugs, making his long blond hair fall over his shoulders.

"Well, we won't keep you waiting. Tom, care to explain?" He leans back on his seat and lets the man beside him lean forward. He was a hulk of a man in a tight black suit with extremely short black hair.

"Miss Dawson, may I can you Emily?" The man called Tom smirks.

"Of course." I say hesitantly.

"Well then, Emily, my partner Hanks and I would like to hire you for a certain, er, difficult position." He smiles.

"What kind of position?" I ask bluntly.He seems taken back by the question, but smiles and continues.

"Miss. Dawson, do you know of Harry Styles relationship statues at the moment?"

Harry Styles? As in the 'One Direction' Harry Styles?

"No. What is it?" I raise an eyebrow

"That's the thing. Neither do we, it's ever changing. That's why we have contacted you." He smirked."We need you to break Harry Styles heart."

My mouth parted open in surprise.They can't possibly think that I could take on Harry Styles!

"You're kidding?" I laugh.

"No. I'm sorry we're not." He frowns.

"And why exactly do you want me to 'break Harry Styles Heart?" I grin. They had to be joking.

"Let's just say, that we have some differences." He smiles slightly."But if you are unwilling to take to offer-"

"No." Mr. Hushless interrupters."No, she can do it." He adds, starring at the two men coldly. Tom looks at me, both eyebrows raised.

"Are you up to it?" He asks.

I fidget in my seat. I'd never been given a person this...big. Wanted by every-girl around him, popular, good singer. Surrounded by everyone at every time of the day.