Scandal • harry au

seven.

rare picture of me trying to look seductive.

chap 7 chaps.

|Savannah|

My head started pounding when I woke up and realized that some asshole was knocking on the door several times. Not missing a beat or having any consideration for anyone who could be asleep.

"I'm coming!"

They kept knocking continuously, I swear my door was about to crack right down the middle.

"Hold on, I'm coming!!"

I opened the door and of course, it was the biggest asshole of all.

"Couldn't you wait a little longer? You could've broken my door down,"

"Don't be ridiculous, and excuse me I was knocking for almost thirty minutes," Harry said with a whiny tone.

"Wait were you actually waiting that long?" I asked, almost feeling bad.

"Nope," I said almost. He walked straight into my apartment and I rolled my eyes.

"It's too early for this, and who do you think you are? You can't just walk in like that!"

"It's one in the afternoon hun, and I think I'm the person who has your money,"

"You could've just handed it to me and left,"

"Well I need you to sign something to,"

"Sign what?"

"It's a release form, stating that you were okay with us using your picture, that you won't sue us, and all that shit," he then handed me a thick packet with tiny print.

"Do you expect me to read all this?"

"You don't have to, just sign all the blank lines at the bottom,"

"How do I know this isn't a contract to be a porn star or something?"

"Do I look like I'd trick you with something like that?"

"Yes,"

"Touché.. just sign it or you can read everything in that packet if you really want to,"

I sighed and got started signing every single blank line in the packet.

"Good girl,"

"Don't call me that,"

"But you call me daddy, it's only fair if I get to say 'good girl' to you every once in a while,"

"I don't call you daddy.."

"Now you do," he said giving me the same smirk I gave him yesterday. What a fucktard.

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"There, I'm done."

"Good-"

"Don't."

"Whatever, here's your money, goodbye Savannah Joy," he handed me an envelope full of cash, and turned to leave. Thank god.

"Bye uh.." I just realized I don't even know this dude's name.

"Harry. Harry Styles."

"Sounds like a douchebag name,"

"What was that?"

"Nothing,"

"Alright, see you never." he replied, opening my door.

"Good,"

I never wanna see that asshole again..

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In only 24 hours another annoying ass decided to knock on my door like there's no tomorrow. There's even a beat to it, I swear if this is a little Girl Scout I'm not buying her cookies. But samoas do sound good right now..