The Article [Harry Styles]

Chapter three

"Harry"! I looked up from my phone to see Paul standing in the door of the dressing room. What does he want now?

"Mhm"? I looked back at my phone trying to make plans for tonight with the girl I just met. Smiling to myself at how fit she is.

"Kevin wants to see you" I stopped texting and looked up at him. "he wants to see you now" his voice serious. What does he want? Sighing I stood up.

"I'm coming" I said mumbling. Looking back down at my phone following behind Paul the whole way. I bumped into him as he stopped at the door.

"Harry" barley looking up, Paul grabs my phone out of my hand. Before I could argue he interrupts. "management wants to see you, you better listen Harry" he said in his serious Paul voice.

"Mhm" I opened the door to the office coming face to face with Kevin. A smile on my face waving to him.

"Take a seat Harry" he didn't even have to look up. He continued to write as I just sat there in silence waiting for him to be done whatever the hell he was doing.

"Why am I here"? I interrupted the silence after a while. He stopped writing to look at me.

"Because Harry you are way to immature for my liking, always running around with some women attached to you night after night" I couldn't help but let out a laugh. "you think this is funny"?

Shrugging my shoulders I nod my head. "sure, why not I'm young" I fixed the necklace around my neck.

"This isn't funny Harry"! He screamed. "do you have any idea what the tabloids are saying about you"? Why is he upset? "This gossip and shit isn't good for us"! His voice becoming louder.

"Why does it matter"? I'm young women love me I don't see the problem here.

"Harry if you don't clean up your act I'm taking you off the tour and kicking you out of the band"! I nearly laughed he can't do that.

I looked at the time wanting to get out of here so I could go drink with the fit girl I met earlier and maybe bring her back to the hotel.

"I'm serious Harry. If you don't get your shit together after the New York City tour you are gone"

I stood up "are we done"? He sighed waving a hand for me to get out. I laughed opening the door and making my way down the hall to where Paul is. "give me my phone" sticking my hand out.

Making my way back to the dressing room where the guys were waiting for me to return. "what happened"? Why does Liam have to know everything?

"Nothing" I spoke up grabbing my jacket and stuff making our way to the bus.

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A/n

How was that? I think that was a bit harsh but I guess that's just how the story goes!

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- M