Just Let Go (Harry Styles)

Chapter Two - One Of Those Days

Here is Chapter two! I realized that I don't have a book cover so I'll have to find one soon so I can make this book look more official :)

I apologize for the grammar and typos.

Cheers!

Sea :)

Chapter Two

I rolled over and smacked my alarm off. I couldn't get to sleep last night because I couldn't shake this uncomfortable feeling in my stomach. Waking up, I knew it was going to be a different sort of day. I got up and did my daily routine which consisted of Yoga, shower, and brush teeth, get dressed, grab banana and head out the door. All was fine until I walked into the little Café on the corner of my street where I routinely get coffee for my work day, while on my way I put my briefcase in my car. I gave my normal order to the new girl behind the counter that must be why it feels weird. Sarah, the normal barista who takes my order every morning was not there. I got a peppermint latte for myself and ginger spice and caramel mocha for Jennifer. Walking out I sipped at my peppermint coffee only to taste straight black. I quickly checked Jennifer's which also tasted black. Appalled and disgusted that I had received Black coffee -which was the cheapest and nastiest tasting thing on the menu- I walked back in.

"Excuse me." I skipped the line that was now forming getting death glares as I did. "I was just in here and my order is completely wrong." I said putting both cups of black coffee on the counter and resting one hand on my hip.

The barista just looked at me then the coffee then back at me. Slowly getting irritated, I pulled out the crumpled receipt from my dress pant pocket and handed it to her.

"Ma'am, there is a line. Please wait your-"

"I don't care at the moment!" I said cutting her off and losing my temper. "I am one of your most frequent costumer’s. I come in here every morning to get a peppermint latte and ginger spice; I should not have to wait in line when I was just in here!" I was almost shouting at the poor woman. She staggered back a bit and looked around for help. Luckily, a manager heard the commotion and handled it with in a timely manner. Thanking him and giving him a quick wink since he was rather good looking I made my way to my car putting the coffees in the cup holders, started my car and headed to work.

I found Jennifer just where I had left her the night before; Passed out on the couch. I dropped my things at my desk grabbed my pocket size planner and her mocha and went to the couch.

"Jennifer," I shook her gently to wake her. Only response I got was a muffled noise and a turn over. "I have your mocha." And as if it was like magic words, she rolled over to face me. Her eyes opened and I could tell they were straining and trying to adjust to the light of the morning sun. She slowly sat up, her hands going instantly to her head.

"Take this." I handed her a painkiller which she threw down her throat without liquid.

"Coffee. Now. Please." Handing it to her I took a sit on her coffee table. Now things seemed to be getting on track. I flipped open the book to our current week. Clearing my throat I started to speak.

"Tonight is your date with Mr. Jonas. I informed him you would meet him at the same place as last time, correct?"

"Correct." She confirmed sipping her mocha.

That is one thing that was admirable about Jennifer. Yes, she uses her body and charm as an escort but held on to her dignity by never letting her clients pick her up or drop her off. She had one rule and that was never bringing work home with you. She never let the clients know where she lived and that is how she was going to keep it.

"This afternoon you were asked to Escort Taylor Launter to a luncheon and picnic at universal and tomorrow-"

"I want a break Kris." She cut me off. I looked up at her with questioning eyes and she just sat there and sipped her mocha. Okay, not like Jennifer to mention any sort of break outside of the schedule that she created for herself. "after this weekend, I am taking a vacation to Hawaii for a couple weeks to get some air and relax. I have been feeling so tight as of recent and need it for my own well-being." She stood picking up her shoes meaning conversation was done for now.

"I'll make sure to cancel any other appointments after Sunday then and close the Agency for the time you will be gone." I stood as well ripping out the page in the planner of next Week’s bookings.

"Thank you, Kristen. Appreciate it much." She left the room and made her way up her staircase to her bedroom.

I walked over to my desk plopping into my officer chair. In a way, I was mad at Jennifer. Mad because the structure I wanted and strived for was constantly getting pushed into the shadows and I knew if at a really company with other employees with normal work schedules and vacation times it was more structured and organized. Jennifer treated me very well. My pay is top notch but there is always that feeling of more. Where is that promotion I am fighting others for or that drive knowing hundreds people depend on you to do your job properly.

I clicked on my computer and went to the site of my favorite cooperation in the whole entire world. BP: Barns Patrick Advertising Corporation. The place anybody and everybody goes to for advertisement and publicity. Sadly though, London was a long flight away. Who would hire a random business major with no actual job history? Nobody, so applying was out of the question. I knew if given the chance I would blow the person at BP away maybe that is why I never got any of the jobs I applied for. It was because it wasn't where I wanted to be. I dreamed of BP every day.

The phone rang then so I pushed all thoughts of my dream life out of my head and answered with a cheery voice plastering a smile on my face even if the person couldn't see it they could certainly hear it.

"Yes?" I asked. That was normal routine to keep the Agency secret and safe you waited for the caller to Volunteer information.

"Yeah... Is this Fantasies?" A low male voice with an accent spoke slowly into my ear. Intrigued, I asked for more information.

"My I ask who is calling."

"This is Harry Styles from One Direction."

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So Harry has come into play! Chapter four is his point of view and chapter five is when he and Kristen physically meet!

~Sea :)