AN: I know I always take soooo long to update but i'm just always coming up with new ideas! haha and I never know how to incorporate them into the story but here I go!
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Skye's POV: The moment I set foot at JFK I was being bombarded by flashes, papz, people asking questions, and guards pulling me into a car. I was not prepared for this, I guess that's what happens when niall horan kisses you. I ran my fingers through my hair as I looked out the window at the mob that has formed outside the black chauffeur car. I turn my head towards the driver, "How ya doin steve?" he looked into the mirror and gave me a crinkled smile "good miss, how was your summer? I see you've caused quite a ruckus as usual" I laughed at the old man, he's been my family's driver since..I don't know probably before I was even born. He always looked after me, kind of the way a grandpa would. "But the real question is am I gonna get in trouble for it?" he sighed "I don't know miss, you're parents informed me to pick you up and take you to the company as soon as you landed" I gulped, that couldn't be good.
I waved to steve telling him i'll call when i'm done, and walked through another mob to get into Modest! There were a couple stairs from people, as if they knew I was in for it. I stepped into the elevator with a girl, she looked like she was barely out of college. She looked nervous, and a wreck with her dirty blond hair tied in a bun, and glasses not properly sitting on her nose trying to carry a bunch of papers that weren't even neatly stacked. "uhh you here for an interview or something?" I said looking at her. She flinched, a little surprised and dropped all her papers and she quickly started picking them up, "uhm,uh no I already got the job.i, i i'm the assistant.." I sighed helping her pick her papers up and when the elevator dinged telling us we were on the top floor I dragged her to the bathroom. I placed her infront of the mirror, "yes you may have gotten the job but now you need to keep it" I said as I tied her hair into a tight ballerina bun on top of her head. I took her papers and made sure they were neatly stacked, "stand up nice and tall when you walk in or everyone will take advantage of you or look down on you, got it?" she smiled weakly at me and nodded her head. "I'm kelly by the way" she gave me her hand to shake, "i'm-" my phone started ringing, it was my mom "shit i'm late.." I started to go towards the door, "i'm skye!" I screamed on the way out.
On my way to my dads office i didn't understand why we needed a new assistant, everyone I remembered was still there. I took I deep breath and opened the door to the office, my mom and dad looked up from what seamed to have been a serious discussion, "Skye, sit down" my dad said gesturing towards the chair in front of his desk. "Glad to see you too" I replied sarcastically. "Skye" my mom started, "right now we're not meeting as mom and dad, right now we're meeting as business partners." My eye brow shot up in confusion, "what?" my dad continued, "those pictures that surfaced of you and niall, that can't ever happen again" I swear I felt my heart stop beating for a second. "Why?" I asked sternly. "Because we want you to take over modest for a bit, and relationships with clients isn't allowed in the contracts" My mom almost whispered, like it was some secret, for no one else to hear, but it was ok to tell,
"I don't..I don't want...i'm not even done with school! is this some kind of joke?!" my mom raised her hands to get me to quite down "you're already 18 so you can take over the company, you're gonna have to quit school and if after this is done, if you chooseto go back to school you can." I couldn't believe the words coming out of her mouth. "I'll fail, i'll make the company go bankrupt, don't think I won't do it." My dad laughed, "You don't fail. You'd feel too bad. You start on the 6th so go home and rest up. big things are coming." I got up and I couldn't have walked towards the door any faster "sweetie" she still had the nerve to call me that. "What mom?" i asked coldly not really caring. "You can't tell niall or the boys about this" I closed my eyes and took a deep breath and slammed the door shut as hard as I could on my way out.
"10..." I closed my eyes and breathed in "9.." I felt the elevator going down in time to my counting "8.." I tried not to cry.. "7..." I have to get home "6.." I breathed and opened my eyes as I reached the lobby. I pushed through the crowd of photographers and into the car waiting for me, more than ready to get home. Steve walked into the house with me, seeing as he's also my Butler,I looked around at what I was about to leave behind
"miss, would you like anything to eat?" I shook my head no and headed straight for my room. I took out all my suitcases and started packing all my clothes. About 2 hours later, I got a phone call, not bothering to look at the caller ID I just picked up.
"Hello?" I said zipping up one of the last couple bags. "Hi, it's niall" my heart beat went quicker, I still had no idea what I was gonna say, what I was gonna do, how was I suppose to talk to him now, couldn't he just have sent a text?! "uhm, hi! what's up?" there was a pause "you never texted me saying you got home, just wanted to make sure you were ok" I started to bring suitcases down one at a time "uhh yeah just had to go to modest! for a bit and now i'm back at my house doing some more packing" he sounded a little confused, "going somewhere? haha" Steve also looked at me confused as he saw a couple suitcases by the door, and so many more to come. "Yeah, kind of, I guess." I knew there was another reason he called but I didn't wanna push it out of him. "so yeah..." he started "and I wanted to know where we stand.." his voice wavered, I knew he was nervous. I looked around a little unprepared "well first and foremost, I really like you, and i want to be with you but at the moment there are things I have to do. We're both busy so a relationship shouldn't be on top of our list of things to do. "y..yeah I agree" he sounded a little disappointed, but it could be worse. "until we're both at the same place, can we just..continue to do this?" he quickly answered "always" I hung up a while later
I looked at all the bags by my door "Going somewhere?" steve asked, "uhh yeah" I said turning around "haven't you heard? I'm head of modest now so I could do whatever i want." Steve chuckled "I suppose it works like that." The elevator dinged and i turned my head towards a familiar face, "kelly? what are you doing here?" she looked at me excitedly "i'm YOUR assistant!! it only hit me after you told me you're name!" I smiled, I barely knew her but I could tell we would become great friends not just boss and employee status. She saw all my bags "what's going on here?" I locked my arm with hers "we're going house hunting!" after about 6 hours of searching we found a nice apartment with a great view and very spacious. I payed everything right away, I needed to get out of that house. "So where are you going to sleep?" kelly asked as she set down my last bag into the flat.
"i'll make a bed on the floor or something until I can go buy furniture tomorrow" she shook her head "nonsense! come stay with me for the night! no boss of mine is sleeping on the floor!" I smiled, she was so sincere I was glad she was my assistant "why are you being so nice to me?" I asked "don't assistants usually hate their boss?" she nodded her head yes, "but you were nice to me and helped me out before you even knew who I was, well should we go?" I looked around at my new house and took a picture "yeah let's go" I sent it out with a tweet:
New home for me! All alone and all grown up now! xx
because that's how it felt. I was all alone. Being forced to grow up. When really I didn't want to. I just wanted to go back to summer.
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