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Ellie's P.O.V

A new day, a fresh start. I wake up, use the [sadly] normal shower, and get ready for the day. 

Harry's manager sent me a company card. I'm allowed to use it for personal things, but its main use is for buying stuff that Harry would need. For example, his coffee. I even got his coffee order from his manager.

I place a mobile order and head downstairs. Today, we have a meeting with a photographer to discuss potential album themes. Although he won't be releasing an album for a long time, this stuff needs to be planned way in advance. 

Once I pick up his order, I wait in the hotel lobby, sipping on my own.

He walks out of the elevator with a serious strut. I get up and hand him his coffee as he passes. His face softens at the sight of me, but I ignore it. 

"Okay, your meeting is starting soon. The car's already ready for you." I state, leading him outside. A black car stalls in front of the door. We both get into the back and I review the details of the meeting.

He nods and listens intently. At least he's being professional right now. It's the least he can do for me. 

We arrive at a photography studio. The inside is stunning and I'm left in awe at the sight. This certain photographer likes to incorporate a green theme, using a variety of plants. His studio is covered in greenery, a huge range of flora. 

He meets us at the entrance. I let out a gasp when I see who it is.

It's the coffee shop/jogging guy. What are the odds! He told me he was a lawyer though...

His eyes light up when he sees me. "Ellie!" That confirms it's the same guy.

"Hey, Zach! I didn't know you were a photographer!" I exclaim. He moves to the side, allowing us to come in.

"Yeah... it's a side job. Believe it or not, a lot of people don't need pet custody lawyers." 

I nearly spit out my coffee. His smile leads me to believe he's joking and relief washes over me.

"I'm kidding. But it is a side job. I have a passion for photography."

Harry clears his throat and I'm snapped back into reality. I'm here for professional business, and I need to act like it.

"Hello Mr. Barrow," Harry reaches his hand out and Zach shakes it. 

"Please, call me Zach." He gives a charming smile.

They begin talking about themes, and I focus on the scenery. Different parts of the area have different decorations, assuming for variety. A bunch of light equipment is spread out.

The free walls are lined up with canvases of his work. It's beautiful. The models look stunning, and his unique vision adds to the pictures. 

I can't help but stare in awe at the photos.

"You know, I could definitely shoot you for free," Zach whispers in my ear from behind. I turn around to face him.

"Would you actually?" I ask, not being able to tell if he's serious.

He smirks, "only if you give me your number." He says that much louder, which catches Harry's attention from across the room.

I awkwardly laugh, wishing Harry hadn't heard that. "Maybe after a nice dinner," I joke, being much quieter. I can tell Harry is trying to listen in.

Zach groans at my stubbornness. I shrug and make my way back to my boss.

"What do you think Mr. Styles?" I ask innocently, playing off that incident. I don't know if he'd be jealous, but I rather not find out. The reality of it all would break me.